People- as melancholic atoms
moving between the spaces -
molecules of tears and smiles,
glittering in darkness of my life,
friends -coming and going in me
open gates of my room-heart
my brothers lighting up the way
in the front door of my house,
dressing off my clothes,
caressing, kissing my neck -
brushing, touching my hair
loving me blindly then disappearing
in a dark rainy summer night.
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DR SACHIDANAND DAS
Good thoughts
October 29th, 2014
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thank you for reading!
October 29th, 2014
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thank you!
November 2nd, 2014