The Bird on The Buoys

–by Amanita Sen

–Reading Time – 1 min Approx

The buoys lay on the,

Body of the river,

Equidistant, like the

Vertebrae-bones and

The beautiful bird sat on

Each of those as would

Your playful finger ponders.

 

Meditatively on the tautness

Of the mounds, circling them

Till they unfailingly awaken

To the whispering touch

And in the middle of an

Explosive kiss, that makes

Up for years of separation,

You smilingly ask, “Can the

Bird please keep on playing

On the buoys?”

–by Amanita Sen

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Amanita Sen is the author of 2 volumes of poetry, Candle in My dream and What I don’t tell you. Her poems have been published in numerous online and print magazine

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