Little light

Little light

In this courtyard

I can play with the vanishing blue
it is all but eloquent silence.

when i see the clouds splitting blood

the leaves rustle in despair
drop me weightless, motionless.

in this space

rain soaks the wrinkled skin
still i can hear the perfect pitch.

when I sing a song for you
a little light washes my face

Going inside to greet you in my dream.

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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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