Poetry by Soumyadeep Chakraborty
Days in Blues
The days among the blues
May cease away in flaws,
Some you must have seen in,
My eyes and my unquenched fire to get,
You in raws.
Here, I in doom each and every moment
Conquering your sorrows bestowed by,
Here I, flawed again by the loose grip
Offered by, gone by.
Aye, yes they are.-
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