Wednesday, September 12, 2012


 Charushila  knows 
when she is going to die,
She knows with her
dark intuition.

Her earthly "matters"
penetrates her interiors
slowly... softly
she clasps in her fist
that letter 
with no address,
By the way side
a wreckless boy 
is hanging on the branch of a 
Willow  tree.

Eternal Debdas
Eternal Parvoty
Rolls in laughter.

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