A poem of love and longing, by Sonali, exclusively for Different Truths.
At night, you will find me weird,
Speaking meaningless secret language…
The township didn’t understand it,
Rather it reached everytime to the savages…
Some seductive fragrances I bear,
Where alone I enjoy in the midnight hour,
If your truthful soul is able to listen,
Do find the meaning of my weird words..
Neither I belong to the township, nor any crowdy messes ,
All I wanted to be in utter silence,
Where lips breathe and get wet in the strawberry vines…
Entwinged with the warmth of the breaths,
I kept a pretty distance from those earthly noises,
Before you entered in the world of my divine solitude,
Carry some trust that’s inscribed upon our final adventure…!
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Sonali Chanda is an eminent poet and writer. Born in suburban Kolkata, she completed her post graduation from Burdwan University. Her recent travelogue is under publication, where she showcased the most sensitive areas in Ladakh and Kashmir. She writes on different topics of burning issues in the country and the social malices. Recently her travelogue, Ladakh…En route Tibetan Taboos, was launched in Kolkata, in EZCC, Bharatiyam, Salt Lake.
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Excellently written. Cheers