Basking in the Winter-Sun

Far far away from city’ s heart

I move in the misty morn

And bask in the pearls

Beside a roadside mango grove.

There is ramshackled a tea shop

Tea I sip , and sit and lol

And look at the old faces ,

Old street with me basking too

In the silky sun.

Memories smoke and my

Tears glint like diamonds.

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About Sid

Abu Siddik is an Assistant Professor in English in Plassey College, Nadia,West Bengal. He is a bilingual author, editor, critic, poet, and storyteller and has been published in India and abroad. His short fictions and poems appeared in Muse India, Indian Ruminations, Setu Bilingual, spillwords.com, mercurialstories.com, GloMag, induswomanwriting.com, and in anthologies, Serious and Hilarious, Cherry Toppings, Rise to Higher Essence. He has three books— Representation of the Marginalized in Indian Writings in English (Falakata College Cell, 2015). Misfit Parents in Faulkner’s Select Texts (Authorspress, 2015), Banglar Musolman (Sopan, 2018). For more please visit him at www.abusiddik.com

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