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Longing




Longing

 

It is strange how I longed for you

In the lit embers of fire burning within the chest

The silent bleeding is never known

Only felt

Creating deformed shadows of abstract arabesque

On the walls behind the lantern

Perhaps we will never meet again

Or there be hundred nights of lying together

And giving all those nights of life

A meaning

Before they depart

Taking a bit from both of us

Empty, naked the first sun next morning

Came to us in want of another promise

Another longing

Another way of living life

Before the wait is over.

 

Subhadip Majumdar

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