Eternal

 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.