Your Hollywood smile
is like moonlight
wrapped in
a deep blue polythene.
Your eyes look like
the darkest of night
with the sounds
of choppy seas.

There is so much fire
in your blood.
There is lunacy in your lungs
for everytime
you held yourself
against the glass,
I saw a bawling Christmas.

You had nothing to wear
so you dressed yourself up
in a veneer of memories
when you left your ships
in my muddy waters.

The rain used to fall heavily
from the core of your stars.

And now,
without a sound
those dim stars
drop down
to fall asleep
in the hair of the trees.

© Soumojit Dutta

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