amitav mazumdar - WHEN

When the morning appears with all its shine
Like a stolen jewel in the museum again
When the noon comes tiptoe near my window
Like a stranger lost his way and murmurs
When the evening races away from the eyes
Like a very old friend in a speeding train
When the night flaps out all her glamour
Like a swan still marvels on the blue waters

amitav mazumdar

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