Adieu Poem by Binoy Barman

Green leaves turn dry and fall down
Colored feather leaves its flying shelter
The sun mood-off sighs in fog
Winter song runs helter-skelter.

Don’t be afraid of millennium bug
When dawn hugs the shadow of mist
Take a print-out of cool gray heart
And warm up in the vapor of feast.

The tie is nicely tied around neck
Good morning! Says the black shoe
There in no sound in the room
Shakes hand with new file, who?

Window curtain’s in thoughtful mood
Let the stuffy air pass off the study
The phone is tired of old calls
Adieu! Millennia, my faithful buddy.