Poetry by Surapriya Dey
More you love me
More you love me,
More I drown myself in the ocean of sorrow!
You sit far away and write epistles,
Those epistles of our intimacy and flow!
More you try to come close to me,
More I grow a fencing around me!
You knock the gate now and then,
the gate that bears our pang of separation!
More you love me,
More I wear the cloak of black and mourns!
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