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Platform
She was awake with her daughters
I & my baggage kept apart
a fear of loneliness, the dark night
low light, yellowish memories
am I going back? is this that station?
changes are there, attitude shift
or? mental stability.
the platform & I ?
twisting her fingers,
crossing the bridge
sunline high, still and stand
falling leaves in the burning sky
telling a tale, complete the hell
platform & I, nacked eye
finding I pouring I
emptying I swipping I
who am I?
the platform, lonely & empty
night passes by, beggers & I
morning light, bright sky
the platform & I, forwarding
the truth, winding the falsity.
© debashishbhattacharya
I & my baggage kept apart
a fear of loneliness, the dark night
low light, yellowish memories
am I going back? is this that station?
changes are there, attitude shift
or? mental stability.
the platform & I ?
twisting her fingers,
crossing the bridge
sunline high, still and stand
falling leaves in the burning sky
telling a tale, complete the hell
platform & I, nacked eye
finding I pouring I
emptying I swipping I
who am I?
the platform, lonely & empty
night passes by, beggers & I
morning light, bright sky
the platform & I, forwarding
the truth, winding the falsity.
© debashishbhattacharya
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