Not your whisper

But rather your loud voice

Is the secret-

A fibre that never lasts

Never seek the new label.

A voice that carries echo

Become silent before you hear.

That is perhaps before you

The signs of struggle

Between two stars.

The skies are empty,

Bleed blue colour,

unsoiled memory slides past

erasing slowly our senses,

And at long last

The edges of dark night shrink,

there is a harmony in the universe.

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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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