Time
like a falling stone
through yellow green foliage
through sunlight of the liquor tea.
Feelings
half understood
After half a life
Sometimes
Pebbles on the stream bed.
Then
Life
is that Love
as the goldfish.
Links
About Me
- Tapas Bandyopadhyaya
- Kolkata, India
- A woman had some dreams. A man had some dreams. Out of their dreams, some in conflict, some in common, this dream was born with dreams of its own. And began floating. It sought the sky and was blown to the gutters. Was torn to bits by the girl who is my companion. Was trampled by the office crowd on the pavements of Calcutta streets. And yet it lives. And dreams.
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