We Few…#13
Poem-Kolkata

We Few…#13

The whisper of rain on struck road water, The psithuriasm of neighbor trees Bringing out so many words, so many thoughts. A passing truck shook my bed, the siren of an ambulance Torn apart the quietitude that the night holds… Many memories coming out deepening the saudade… We few finding loneliness in the solitary… The … Continue reading