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| Soumik Kumar De |
The Hidden: Soumik Kumar De
And when he met her first
She was masked
Deep blue eyeballs, lavender frons
Air drawn locks and the pearly drops
Everything mesmeric
Everything magnetic .
Yet he never heard her speak
Never saw her smile
The more mysterious was she
The more he got crazy.
And the day came finally
He put his hand upon hers
Eyes met the eyes
An aggression, a retreat
A whisper, a fast beat.
Still she was masked, still silent
But he grew more impatient
The mask was drawn, 'the hidden' shown
…………
The unveiled face downwards bent
O horror! O horror!
The chin was burnt, he came to learn
Of the attack brutal.
Moment passed, a deep hush
A little linger
Kissed he now, the fleshless blush
Finger touched the finger.
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Poet’s Bio: Mr Soumik Kumar De, a teacher by profession and poet by passion, writes poetry both in Bengali and English. So far his poems have been anthologized in so many national and international publications and web journals like the prestigious Setu journal, The Indian Review, Borderless Journal, Aulos:An Anthology of Poems, Caravan, Insalutas, Innsaei journal to mention a few.
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