Unsullied

A hasty retreat, a soul I know
With you always
An old letter making sense,

The fire birds
Clutching the clouds
Plunge into twilight.

The evening slips on the
Iron grill, teakwood frame,
The long line of chairs,

Alone, together
Listen to radio song.

Unsullied the night sky,
Like sails on mast
So earnest, so playful,
The sanitised moon wiping eyes.

Even in dream,
I read deep sea in your eyes
Falsity in your tone yet
Lips open for more.
………………………

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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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