Indranil Bhaduri Poems
|45.||Crumpled Piece Of Paper||8/7/2012|
|46.||End Of Existence||9/17/2012|
|47.||An Addict's Dream||10/15/2012|
Walking down the rough streets of life
I am truly all alone,
With hopes of new dreams turning true,
Olden days are long bygone.
Pieces of scattered, distressed remembrance
Still reflect in my bruised mind,
I wish they don't ever return
And want them to stay behind.
When you make my heart bleed,
It causes unbearable pain,
I desperately want to run away
To start a new day again.
Leaving my trembling hand
You walked far far away,
I deny traversing in the past
And look for a new home to stay.
Whatever was dark yesterday,
Will change into ...
Listen to the sound of darkness..
Do you feel the whispering moments?
A streak of light which suddenly evolves and vanishes into thin air?
And takes you into the melancholic state?
Listen to the sound of darkness
Do you feel the warm breeze blowing?
With the shrill sound of an unknown creature?
Which pulls you more into the hellish insane atmosphere?