Shukdeb Mazumder
You are miles away!
How is it possible you will smile away my
profound pain?
You are still a cloud, not a single drop of rain!
You are still a bud, not a flower;
a seed, not a seedling or tree;
you are still a mountain without any
fair and free.
You are still the remains of the Titanic
beneath the ocean Atlatic,
not the fabulous film filled with lustre
of love and disaster.
© Dr. Shukdeb Chandra Mazumder
08-07-2021
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