Sonnet Mondal
Poems by Sonnet Mondal
A dry land seeking liberty
to get drenched wonders
about the quiet after this storm.
The roads are familiar to it.
The smell of the air isn't.
The trees no longer liaise...
to get drenched wonders
about the quiet after this storm.
The roads are familiar to it.
The smell of the air isn't.
The trees no longer liaise...