The End Of A Day

Today we bring you a poem by one of our aspiring writers. Kritika Pandey while not studying for her fellowship maintains an extremely active blog where you can find her ramble, tumble through the avenues of life. Do give her a shout-out.


A gentle breeze, a well-known scent
This day was bought and now it’s spent
A fresh layer of yellow leaves
Now lines the edges of this lane
A flock of birds, moves high and high
Goes missing in the evening sky

A long walk home, the steps are slow
The pallid beams of streetlights flow
The fireflies, a barking dog
This weird skyline of a tree
Another breeze, that well known scent
And a day just came and went


-Kritika Pandey


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