Sharing The Golden Landscapes Poem by Sanjib Saha

That I leave the periphery.

I am on the moving wheel-
Everyone is moving on...
With his designing desires.
The leaves are shivering,
The birds are singing,
I heard the sound of movement.

The whole mankind is
Trying to replicate it's face.

Who am I!

I suppose to be the master,
Master of your offsprings!
Your colourful offsprings!

I want to touch the light,
Inhale the hissing wind
With the grace of You.

Who are you!
Sharing the golden landscapes,
The golden light and fluffy clouds.