Neel Nirzon

Rookie (Kolkata)

Still In My Bathrobe. - Poem by Neel Nirzon

♥Still in my bathrobe.♥

This is the story, weeks have passed.
Since our first kiss from sms and emails.
All the sounds of silent desires on the wings of desperate hopes rest in between.
Our mirrors under the mosaic of daily murmur may confess.
May deny.
May paint the lies on the wall of false pride or prejudice.
Never mind still we can touch beneath the private mode in tandem.
Still we enjoy our bathrobe.
Still in tandem.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 16, 2014

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