The Gloomy Field Poem by Srijoni Chakraborty

The Gloomy Field

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The field becomes gloomy at night,
In morning shows the Golden light,
Decorated with daisy and incredible in look with the melodious songs of flock,
When the breeze blows, it spreads an incredible perfume of rose,
Which makes the field as a jewel of God,

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