tonight is rarely at the controls, the wind roaring,

never speak but whisper,

closer to each other

splice and divide subplots-

distances a lot,

conveys life and struggle like grab and clutch.


despite its all frightening length, snapping blinds,

its overload of details,

the geometry of open palm,

of edgy light washes

into one another, rustling hairs,

it waits to navigate and trigger truth of sharp knives.


ruthless and deadly, still it’s not all loss and let go,

borders between inner and

outer diminish slowly,

the words not to hold

that distances each other more,

float and sail, half remember beauty as also its sorrow.


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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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