Ipsita sees her city in different colours, various moods, in this surreal verse.
This city of mine
Smelt a sandy grey today
Dusty,
A storm in its eye,
A lover’s tiff
Ensconced this city
As she wore this
Forlorn look.
Till the rains
Came splashing down
And then She danced
To the lyrical rain
Each leaf on each branch
Quivered
And She was washed anew
Drenched she was
In her fragrant finery
And so does love
Turn from 
Sandy grey
To deep indigo
And purple lightning
In moments that lovers know
©Ipsita Ganguli
Pix from Net.
Ipsita Ganguli is a business consultant and poet-travel writer-heritage-and-art enthusiast. Her poems have been published in various e-zines and anthologies. She is a main character in the Kolkata Cocktail poetry film. She has ideated and conducted online talk shows, Cafe, and curated offline poetry events for Kolkata Literary Meet and at Kolkata Centre for Creativity. Ipsita has authored two poetry books, “Of Love, Longing, and Random Pondering” and “Rooted, India 75, and We the People.”


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