।। ত্রিতাপহারিণী ২০২০।। T3 শারদ সংখ্যায় Gopal Lahiri

Light Shower

There is something surreal about it my hands are without gravity tonight,

I still remember the smell of fingers and breaths

from mundane to sublime in a split of second Earth gliding past the large window, Aurora borealis and unfulfilled showers

Times are spent running and harnessed in the treadmill images of shopping in grocery shop and sit in traffic float in silence,

In an uninhabitable atoll, raindrops weave blankets, stich syllables, constellate replaces the pale moon-

the dreams are too blue to be real.

And the night remains surreal until the day break.

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