Cry Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

How can I know you
When you sit on
The other side of the wall
Graffiti of love has been
Whitewashed to save
The ones morals’ fall

How can I see you
They have plugged crackes
Developed through ages
They suspected the innocent
Hearts and scribbled down ruins
In medieval cages

How can I touch you
The space between us
Suppurated with rotten beliefs
Revolting wishes turned me
Back from where you were
I began to count so many ifs

I smell my leaking veins
And got lost in the stairs
At the backyards of old home
Guarded by blood sucking
Deities dancing in the night
The doors could not open to some

Let me feel your breath
And wear you the last cloth
My grandma wore to die
I’m sending my thoughts
In the vessel of a leaf and hope to it
A kiss you would never deny