Storm
I saw a storm last night.
It was surrounding and uplifting the earth.
I saw it frightening the land and its crops.
It seemed that the land was allowing it (the storm) to make a huge cavern.
I know, this is its nature.
I know, it palpitates our hearts.
But I want to tell you something friends ….
Who could visualize the storm causing pain inside my mind and my soul?
Only my friendly and undetached feelings can reach to it.
I could be released if it (the storm ruling inside my heart) would be wash out by last night's storm.
Then, I could feel a fresh frenzy touch
Slowly and sensuously ceasing blood.
But don't worry, friends.
I am not a rough.
I can feel the blindness in love.
Though I am suffering to live in a disgusting port,
but I still have a hope.
My emotion takes me sometimes out of control.
That's why, I call it storm.
poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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