And Carol
Crossing light you know I don’t have chance Neon is laughing – why I forgot to dance Yet dawn and dusk doesn’t fade And once, Carol wrote a poem about jade I close my eyes in passing wave of daylight The coffin closes too; it’s going to be night I have drank grief of solitaire bird And standing on the edge for one word Crossing light you know I still have chance With my melancholy stars: haunting fragrance Darkness you know that what is to be true You kept weeping and I handcuffed by blue My tiny light let us go every inch of maps Where my child was sleeping on my laps Now the last, the lapses that I cannot feed and fill The neon has stopped covering and standing still For further! Dog is dropping probing order Who counts, who disappear? I ask you Pythagoras: your triangle much known earlier To a bright farmer I call this passage: Stockholm syndrome Cause ‘ I am neither stick to, nor do I have known. সন্দীপ চক্রবর্তী শ্রীরামপুর ২৫-১২-২০১৭ (চিত্র: জর...