Turn pages

Turn pages

Facing straight ahead, your eyes look blank.
just out of mess and ruins,

veins of your skin turn scarlet red.
in a matter of a few syllables,

as if I am made to form,
reveal the eternal, care for nothing else
all the time behind.

a spark, a tiny thought revolves in my mind.

the smallest play of the green leaves
in the branches,
can erase the wounds and scars.

undeterred the law of life; we grow silent.

out of this trust, we live in response
that lay ahead,
turn pages to history.

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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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