Amnesia on the bedA Poem by poddar kushalAmnesia arose I never pardoned you to wake me With a splash of grief Thrown on my closed eyes. Arose I found me amid wetness. A bed of ocean, The salt of sweat. Awoke I ran to catch you and held. You melted like snows. The play of “touch me” Ended into dark amnesia, Awoke I returned To bed and waited…
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16 Reviews Added on February 23, 2008 Authorpoddar kushalkolkata, India, IndiaAboutlife and trying to earn bread made me an advocate. mad at my own stressful self, turned to writing. poems mainly. but, there are several short stories published in my mother toungue 'bengali'.i live i.. more..Writing
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