Dr Tapan Kumar Pradhan
Dr Tapan Kumar Pradhan Poems
Wind In The Afternoon
An assault of cabbage leaves on the pavement
Tries vainly to cover up the manholes;
Splattered egg yolk on the serrated kerb:
Two men look from the window. Wind blows.
A young girl throws a loose bundle
Of waste material from the upper balcony -
The red one is an empty tea carton;
And anything spongy white, thin and long
Could be a woman's sanitary napkin.
I said, <i>maybe</i>!
More winds; howlings; frightened cows scurrying.
<em>Unseasonal winds might lead to ...
I looked at her
she looked at me;
I smiled at her
she smiled back at me;
I wrote to her
she wrote back to me;
but nothing happened.
I took her hands
and suddenly kissed,
nothing she said -
then it happened.