Shukdeb Mazumder
I was suddenly roused by the sound
of the door-bell
from the bed of hell
of the absence of yours- ill spellbound.
When I opened the door without any roar
you, as if intending
to give me a flower spreading
heavenly beauty, came into my room poor.
All of a sudden, the room became rich
in the middle of which-
Gless- you turned to a flower-vase-
an eighteenth-century antique art-piece!
You are the best antique of my life museum,
without you I am really a reedless harmonium.
[Gless : The short form of "God bless"]
© Dr. Shukdeb Chandra Mazumder
17-10-2022
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