We Few…#3


The moon is high on Baisakh sky

The comforting breeze carrying a lot of story

A drunker walk down the alley humming s’thing

My neighbor’s pet dogs get a reason of barking

An ambulance pass on with its siren on high, disturbing the calmness–

Of the moment; the one in the car was it he or she?

Is it the last night or will there be sun waiting?

Eccentric soul, quietude lover mind

Erasing all the earthy ties swirling like my cigarette smokes

How was your day, Kolkata…


Baisakh: The first Bengali month. Pronounce–Boi–saa–kh



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