An escape from mine and its wrongs
The words are here, over this table, still alive
Kindling the senses in the still face
Enter in the dreary eyes, map the teardrops
On the discreet, dusty wooden table top.

Those waiting for release, those weep and creak
Hear the multiple echo on the grey stone wall
The narrow shadow of the pillar flickers
Looking out on the grey hairs of the trees
Candle lights fade into the hollow of life.

Slow wind blowing , the rain hisses outside
Knowing words can only hold together by lips
The records, the floating evidences in torrents
Of letters without perceiving the risk and pain
Revive and reboot in the soul of lasting memory.

An escape from mine and its wrongs

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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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