Migrating

Perched high on crests of aged lores,
scarlet flamed feathers acquiesce
knot friendship in solar fluoresce.

Amateur light veils Xerox-shores,
light lisp recall Arctic breathes crisp
foreign solstice, woo auric whores

‘warm’ welcome. Spent wings reminisce,
silent, on crests of aged lores.

©Mohana Das

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