Mountain in the frosty morning
Covered with grey of the sky
Snow Mountain does not allow
To breathe to a pious guy
Can I make my thought for thee?
You are with me and feelings in my sense
Enjoy the winds of winter blow with
Covering my lovely basket full of fragrance
Fear to a hungry fox beneath mountain
Butcherbirds sound disturb my mind
Mid day sun evaporates the foggy clouds
Owe me to go to the highlands behind
Waiting thee make me impatience
Wither away from my stance
Peeping hither thither in the frosted place
See then thou in my frozen heart once
Copyright @Dr. Bedadyuti Sahoo (Date: 25.11.2023)
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