Poem
Missing Dhaka
slant shadows stroking rugged open bricks
a pool of golden veil soft and gentle
falling across cushions red and yellow
cigarette puffed and ashes dropped ashtray on the table top
leftover fingerprints stirring and stirring tea in a white cup
creating ripples of silence
where words fade and memories curl up in smoke.
caught unawares. Supreeta Singh has left for Kolkata after working for a year in Dhaka.
a pool of golden veil soft and gentle
falling across cushions red and yellow
cigarette puffed and ashes dropped ashtray on the table top
leftover fingerprints stirring and stirring tea in a white cup
creating ripples of silence
where words fade and memories curl up in smoke.
caught unawares. Supreeta Singh has left for Kolkata after working for a year in Dhaka.
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