Pathikrit Bandyopadhyay


Dyad

Tomorrow, as and when it shall come, will pass.
Presently I dwell in never-never land:
Yesterday — was perfect.
Down by the seaside memories disappear fast
Under the black sand.
What weighs over my heart?

I am here, far away from the Promised Land, stranded.

You'll have to find me.

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