Koel Banerjee


Domesticity

The night pales into light
My star-freckled sky melts
Into a pastel luminosity.
An a-dazzled sleepless eye
Strains. Listless.

The night now
Mere wisp of nothingness.
Almost intangible, warm breath
On cold glass. Awake fingers,
On agape lips asleep,
Traces love. Writes the unsaid.

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