Saturday, March 7, 2015

Adreyo Sen- A Poem

Dear Reader

You are my first and only reader.
You look at me with warm eyes.
But you do not critique me
or search my gladness in your gaze
for a subtext
to imprison me with.

In your arms, I am a story
whose ending muted soft
by the intensity of your love
is full of a wondering happiness.

Release me and I am
but the chaos of a passage.
Not knowing where I begin,
I never know how to conclude myself.

So hold me and let your kisses
render me less than a story,
more of air
than the most lyrical poem.

Let me be a phrase you hold forever,
or the full stop to your search.
Subsume me till I am no text at all,
just the rhythm to your love.

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