Living together for years means
Nothing but proximity to this
Land of silence:
She murmured.

An usual phenomenon, you know;
Life is like that-
I wishpered.

She closed her eyes;
Night grows like petals blossom..

Darkness burns:

All of a sudden
There is a laughter of rain...

Silently
We moved to the shore again!

Braja K Sarkar

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