I was walking alone
In the loneliest morning,
Suddenly I paused
Along with nature mourning.
She looked at me
And I gazed also,
Few minutes later
We became friends.
Non stop talking goes on
Sitting on a lonely beech,
As if she shared her glooms
And I could not but do mine.
Time turned up to wishpered
Into her ears and mine too,
Time turned up to end that,
An encounter with nature.
I was sitting alone
That still morning,
Suddenly I felt
Nature was mourning.
She left around me
A road, a plain, a sky
No noise, no voice, no lies
She left me in thought.
Non stop talking no more
Sitting on a lonely bench,
So easy everything appeared
As nightmare disappeared.
Time turned up to announce
Proudly into my ears only
Time turned up to end that,
An encounter with vacancy.
Bio: Sankha Ranjan Patra is a poet and author. He belongs to India. He writes in English, Bengali and Hindi. His published books are Muse, Mute,All About Love and Borsha. Muse and Mute are poetry books in English. All About Love is a novel in English. Borsha is a poetry book in Bengali.
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