Ratan Bhattacharjee

01-12-1957 / Kolkata

It Was A New Sunrise

I waited amid the roar
To let you know about the shore
You and I trod all alone

It was a dream within a dream
It did seem
So to us, we had golden sand.

And you touched my hand
Hopes soared high
The stars blazed in the azure sky

I kissed you on your cheeks
Once, twice, thrice
It was a new sunrise.
(Thanks due to Dorothy A.Holmes for her suggestions for editing the poem)
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