Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 25, 2018

Christmas~by Sourav Sarkar




A poem by Sourav Sarkar

When snow falls in my garden
My heart drizzles rain
Of love
I see jungles are glittering with bells of apples
And roads are filled with baby flowers
Raising their heads up and calling the name of Jesus
Oh lord give us patience
And bless us with tumult of innocence
that is burying now
A picture so beautiful that comes in my mind
And vacates all sorts of agony
That once troubled me a lot
This Christmas I shall forget all those
Because I want to hide
From the bustling streets and want to move
There where the Santa lives
I want my childhood back
I want to play in the chilled fields
And in bare foot close to the hills
I am sleeping now
Snow is falling in my garden
Close your eyes and see what it feels.

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