Inside you a lovely dodge plays
Like a flowered womb bids an adieu to a virgin shy
Beauty larks hidden in a bird's first fly
An echo inside a newborn's maiden cry
Ah! Like a Prometheus's rebellious joy!
You stand and smile an ephemeral
Like a flower about to rupture
You absorb the glory of that bright
You pause a little like an infinity whispers
Now prepare for an ascent of a soft Moon
Every time and then whisk away
Into an absurdity!
Shamik Bose 24.04.10 Calcutta
Shamik Bose
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