The Evening Bath

letting my memories unmoored in the evening breeze

scattered collages of the days bygone.

the sweaty long day getting a cordial hug from guest gust

I will wash it off with the reservoired water–humid but cold.

summer is in the mid; monsoon is still paces away.

the roof is still warm; room is humid

I shall go and have that bath to wash the sweat off…

I shall have the water to ease my nerve–desolated…



Author: Sangbad

A published poet. Avid Reader. Favorite authors (few) are Satyajit Ray, Saradindu Bandyopadhyay, Bankim Ch. Chatterjee, Jhumpa Lahiri, O. Henry, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, etc. Music lovers. Love to hear Rabrinda Sangeet, Anjan Dutt, Enrique Iglesias, Mozart & Beethoven (though can't say which is who's symphony). Dislike to get clicked. Love to be self (introvert).

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