Shukdeb Mazumder
Only a single drop of rain rolling
down your cheek
made a rainy day for me-
not decorated with times when
I usually while away hours
with taking tea or coffee at ease,
having pleasant chat,
or behaving like a man
absorbed in the past,
or in the vast mood
full of likelihood of producing
poems or stories,
or in the finding of treasuries
where the treasure of my
passion or enjoyment is stored-
but decorated with times
abounding with sadness
by the intrigue of which
the sky is not singing- crying it is
with a lot of tears!
In place of romantic rain drops
now there is a lot of tears!
Only a single drop of rain
come of your eyes
never dies
rather acts like a heroine
and wins over its loved one.
© Shukdeb Chandra Mazumder
03-10-2023
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