In Personal Tears
In Personal tears
(Ratri says)
Niladri got killed this morning.
The social media is bombarded with news thread
Observation and counter observation of the freedom of expression,
THe thrilling description of the murder is on the social media
My friendship with Niladri is an old one
Niladri, whose poetic words could blow away
all those
rules of grammar
And a flock of pigeons could fly
along with words in a poem!
Those flowers of words
could sparkle in the milky white moonlight !
Niladri is a dead body now, lying
Wrapped in a Kafan
Waiting for the burial rituals.
I wanted to hear the voice of Niladri in a deep darkness
In the closeness of the dark.
Those songs of the dark are trickling in personal tears
For today and tomorrow, in receiving days and nights.
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