Pradip Chattopadhyay (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)
Arrival of the Newborn
I turn a year older
But when you wish
Many happy returns of the day”
I feel younger than my age
And long to be here for
Inside me is a world
Unaffected by time
Outside the world changes
Faces grow old
Beautiful people become wizened
Every beauty comes to end of term
My eyes mirror all these.
I look for no shore
I don’t stand before the mirror
The transforming reflections
I love to live on
With the unchanging world inside,
In wait- tranquil and forlorn
For the arrival of the newborn!
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