Even Before
Stream of water – dried;
But it will again come as rain;
flow will be gone this time maybe,
Inert gush will wait
again to become a rain pour.
Don’t call this formation of steam as death
and shower as life –
Course of my droplets, I,
am still of yours –
don’t know anything more –
even before.
Copyright © Pinaki Ranjan Mukherjee | Year Posted 2010
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