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She & her ...
Her hairs were on her eyes
it was killing!
beauty reflects on her table
the glass top & her lights
seems to be unnatural but real.
I was getting delayed by the rail
a cup of coffee reducing my tension
in this shadowing morning clouds
& she with a cup of tea.
She turned & I saw my friend waving,
with an excitement I opened my eyes
the lady in the opposite smiled at me,
she pushed her chair & arrived with a smile
do I know you? can I have an autograph?
with a sneeze my eyes shifted
holding my eyes on her I saw my self.
Yes, I am that lady sitting on a lonely table writing my novel...
Do I? I remained silent for a moment
she & her...
my book on her lap
my dream my emotions &
my baby!
my loneliest life brimming up on her face, gradually;
one by one, turning my life
page by page, days after days
she & her...
© debashishbhattacharya
it was killing!
beauty reflects on her table
the glass top & her lights
seems to be unnatural but real.
I was getting delayed by the rail
a cup of coffee reducing my tension
in this shadowing morning clouds
& she with a cup of tea.
She turned & I saw my friend waving,
with an excitement I opened my eyes
the lady in the opposite smiled at me,
she pushed her chair & arrived with a smile
do I know you? can I have an autograph?
with a sneeze my eyes shifted
holding my eyes on her I saw my self.
Yes, I am that lady sitting on a lonely table writing my novel...
Do I? I remained silent for a moment
she & her...
my book on her lap
my dream my emotions &
my baby!
my loneliest life brimming up on her face, gradually;
one by one, turning my life
page by page, days after days
she & her...
© debashishbhattacharya
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