Poetry by Pankaj Upadhayay

BEACON SOUND

'Away from the hustle, away from chaos,

Amidst dew, mist, sunshine & twilight

Books, music, stories followed

With mountains, pastures, lighthouse abound

The graffitis spoke thousand words

The wind whispered what belonged

The birds chirped while looking for nest

Some rest, some step back, on the lookout

Walked alone or so I thought

My beacon sound was always around'

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