unlocked you were, unfolded was the
blurred future. you touched your palm
to charcoal and murmured silent words.

the flakes in the stonewall turned pale white
saw the ribbons on your hair unrolled,
not forgotten love and endurance.

best allies could be smoke and fire. Ought to
reach the sullen height. letters wrapped
in petals that rolled from the sides.

convoluted vision, the attacks withstood
speechless, puzzled, stood motionless
eyes resentful, tracing the wounds.

to see the footprint on the scruffy dirt
prick up ears to listen to that end, hidden
all the sufferings, all the scars.

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About gopallahiri

Gopal Lahiri, a bilingual poet from India, has been writing poetry for more than twenty years. He has had five poetry collections in Bengali (mother tongue) and five collections in English. His poems appeared in print and electronic publications worldwide. He is a regular contributor of poems in several poetry web sites and magazines.

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