between the earth and
sky, it rained, whole
night, since wet
twilight, I've
waited
for you on the turn of florist - -
alley, I had to say a lot to
you, but you didn't
come, evening
passed in
its way,
the saturated darkness slowly
erased all the framework
of meeting, with the
sinking heart
I've caught
the last
tram, perhaps in some another
damp night we'll meet
again - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
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