Piano

The faint piano desk at my back
The church prayers of oblong hault
Numerous passengers thronged through
It came a virtuous glance
The rain smelled of Picadelly
The London traffic, the Paris rainbow
All imbued on a harmonic tribe
I came and saw the victorious mansions
The fairy tale chiaroscuro of uncharted lamps
It is a place of folly of penmanship and a little trinket
I perched on the jammed trampoline
The loneliness ever growing on
As the peace was costlier than love

 

 

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Sayani Mukherjee
Picture Nick Victor

 

 

 

 

 

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