Only The Cloud Was Knowing - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
how was life all these years?
I stumbled on her under drifting cloud.
they passed well,
a steady family
and all that comes with
as good as it could
if she was digging my face
I wouldn't let her
for she seemed quite unlamenting,
I wouldn't have her see
I looked up
and only the cloud was knowing
the clouds they parted
there was now no hiding the pain!
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