MIRAGE
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Biswanath Kundu (India)
Lo! The coconut tree
standing erect
With the green coverage
around
Inviting the flying birds
to rest
And relax on its branches.
Lo! The seemingly pathways
Formed over the green
stretch
But none is there to tread
on,
Not even the stray dogs or
cats
That never miss out free
zones.
Are they fools?
No, never; they have senses
And even more than the
humans
The green pastures are all
like mirage
It's a water body of two
men's depth.
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