As If It's Last
The birds chirp on in the hazed grey
“Open, open your eyes” they say
“Enough of being a dumber
Time you got up from slumber”!
In my stupor where dream clutters
Seep in soft noises of flaps and flutters
Through my eye-slits hair like thin
Another day gloriously trudges in!
I realize I’m alive for another day
Hopes in breast, thoughts to say
To live this day as if it’s last
To tell ‘I love’ and tell it fast!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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