I Read The God's Mystery.. Dusmanta Choudhury

 

Count I the leaves, that fall down
Some are dark, some red & brown
All that's best of falling on ground
Who knows,how long,were bound

Play earthly game,in sorrow & joy
Here is up,there is down,with toy
Of self deeds, ever & ever spoken
Upon the life,within heart,a token

Stirred they then,in life with breeze
Muffled lips,they move to appease
Shades the dazzling globe its tear
How cruel ! Its rays are driving fear

Still they flutter,twisting their heads
In a dry wind,whispering their beds
How hard the time,didn't any dream
Still lick the butcher,as lambs gleam

Growing and falling, ends of span
Sullen is one,other gleams known
One rings a bell, the other a knell
Read I the God's mystery in a dell

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