half-open window, the binding secret

that delights the wind trails and fallen leaves,

in deep touch with the sinister dark surroundings.

a bell summons, to be out of yourself,

time to know one another over a coffee

an unexpected sense of empowerment,

the night sky contains all manners of bygones

a cloud carriage ferries tiny rain drops

memories can be a surge of inner life in words.

to be afloat, plunge into dark corners of mind

beauty lies in certain words and hidden smiles,

the thin, narrow blood vessels spark in starlight.

know nothing about the thoughts that will grow

silent; mind you, strength is not to be trusted,

longing reveals its kernel, its circular meaning.

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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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