Songs Of Seasons: 03 by Subhas Chandra Chakra

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A night of dreadful cold
beside the highway in a metropolis city
No horse to ride on
No jacket to cover-
the bare skin shivers
no blanket to
go miles before sleep,
Myriad Frosts
weep their fate
Under the smog
horizons shrink
to things miniature
Hunger, Shelter and Clothes.
Inches become unthinkable,
miles to go-
sounds ridiculous.

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