From a short presence to a long absence

Shukdeb Mazumder

In a winter morning with

a smoky cup of coffee in her hand

and a bit of smile on her face

a fugitive fraind of mine

created in my mind a musical band.

The members of the band-

my eyes, nose, ears, skin, mouth, mind- all-

that are now playing their music

like The Rolling Stones, keeping me awake

in my feelings all day and night long.

Spring will come soon

but I know the fog of that winter

will consume the season awe-inspiring

bringing to me a 'black hole sun'-

not able to remove the muscular mist.

Her short presence with

intense excitement has created a space-

a long absence of hers.

22-11-2022

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