Some Verses Poem by Jyotishman Debnath

I)
still now I can read your fertile lips
two inches down the blue eyes
where tears announces their death
I can still smell the drops of light
with the ladder of green dreams
I go on to the valley
of thousand sunrise
you are the half sky
half earth
sharing same horizon
your palm is the preface
and your eyes are the roots to my sky
but now there is no news of you.


II) now everywhere there is
shading of flowers
still now I don't know what
season is on in my garden!
I have waited
the awake eye lashes knit
the dreams with skillful
needle work
but- there is no news of you.
but there is no news of you