Haraprasad Ray Poems

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Words Of Silence

Even a few days become tens of thousands of years, these days.Often I get drowned in the silent bay.
The sky suddenly, of and on, turns an unending dome, and as if swallows meat, bones, marrow, longing, feeling, etc. everything. Even existence.
Every eyelid-drop draws a new collage of a stranger world. Different.
Nonetheless, there are known footprints across every pathway.
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