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Saturday, November 7, 2015

The walk to the table

The walk was always memorable
It was almost regular
The table was there as usual
The wood shone bright as ever

The sun played hide and seek
Yet had his warmth on us
The table welcomed us under the bright sky
Kept opposite apart yet kept our eyes locked together.

Those days seems like a myth
A legend long gone
Happiness as remembered changed course
The sun merely showed his face
The sky cried ages still
The table never welcomed anyone ever
Went amiss under a blanket 
Of the dead leaves reminding us 
Of what was so beautiful alive
Now just lost without a soul..


Tiyasa said...

Chika - You are good.. Keep Writing

Aritro Talukdar said...

Thanks Tiyasa :)