Shukdeb Mazumder
As a looser alternative to the strict loving
now a days I boost my love
towards nature- where I find you and rouse
the head of my poetic entity.
The blue sky grant me the clue to
discover your eyes,
the black clouds lends me the opportunity
to think about your hair.
The fool moon becomes fair enough
to give me the consent
to compare your laugh-lit face to it.
Fountains give me the impression
of your movement, and a piece of music
gives me the information that
it always try to keep pace with your speech.
A strict loving sometimes creates in mind
at least a little locality of distress
on the creation of a drop-like distance
in the relationship between two loving entities.
To my distress I see you are a little away now!
© Dr. Shukdeb Chandra Mazumder
18-01-2023
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