The Ecstachy of Love and the Echo
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Shukdeb Mazumder

Your flying kiss,
moving hand denoting good-bye,
scarchly visible tears
rolling down your cheeks,
scattered hairs-
rare-looking all-
made me bare-footed towards a temple
where you were seated like a goddess!

My desire for departure was dead
my legs were chained to the ground
my mind was multy-folded by grief, and
willing to go to you.

But a violin was being played in a tragic tone,
the time to leave the station
was at the eleventh hour,
the train was about to go.

But all the tension became a statue!
Suddenly your vibrant touch
awakened me, and I came back to the reality.

“Bye, beloved”, the last utterance of mine
sounded strange in the air,
in the sky, everywhere,
and turned into an echo!

The echo was never-ending to me,
still now the echo is on!

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Copr: Shukdeb Mazumder
11-07-21