May 19


after the many years

sudden the old letter drop down

through the book and words were scattered

on the floor, memories became live

dry flowers are existed with faded colours

in the north east, again appeared the rain clouds

shading the earth

the silences is mushroomed

an uncertainity is knocking to the door

an old potrait of unsung artist

fresh and moisturised

just now final stroke

and some one said ---- good bye

after the many years

wounds are blooming

in different shades.

----s.sanyal