Blank Darkness

Slowly softly night sipping in

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14th August

Janmastami sky blanketed; lights of city making it red

The Park Street 42 color in tri-color glittering flouroscently

‘morrow is Independence Day, seventieth it will be.

Serenity of calmness beckoning to write something blue.

A day passed; a year subtracted from the forever promised.

The thoughts are riding fast; Aix is far still it is close it’s seems.

The drowsy bypass shaking up from drowsiness with zip

Of cars, buses, bikes before reinstalling the interim silence.

The flattering of Pujabarshiki saying puja is not far,

The autumn is not so far; the wind nocturnal is calm

Surprisingly ’cause there was no shower to-day.

The curtains of southern windows are clapping on my legs

Before slapping on the girth. A quietness coming up–

From this phantom zone where I lie; a hazy made-path

Entwined between the conceive & the creation.

The reality of life I keep vaulted in the darkness of the night.

  1. Janmastami marks the day Krishna born.
  2. Aix is referred to the poem “How They Brought the Good News from Ghent to Aix” (1845) by Robert Browning.
  3. Pujabarshiki is Annual Magazine available a couple of months before Durgapuja. Almost all magazines bring out this annual special issue.

Daily Prompt: Prickle


Close your eyes and do believe me.

The drenched night breeze is a hymn

Singing of childhood, friends who are lost

In the midst of humdrums of the life;

The paths once taken or never taken;

The ten to six life spread amongst metro,–

Auto, bus, air conditioned chambers.

The dormant fissures of broken heart,–

Unfulfilled aspirations, aswium–

Also sipped in drenching the pillow

Listening the silence of rain on the city.

Close your eyes and do believe me.


Featured Image by Ananta Mandal from Pinterest