Beyond My Beyondness Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

don't think you sleep now so early
don't think you refuse all the proposal
of killing ourselves
with the means of
manly absence

don't think you are acute to hold
a moonlit night alone to verify
the orthodox trigonometry
to measure the height and distance
of lower basics

yet your silence killed me as a devil
who simply like much to drink the
blood of morbid identity
when human feels to survive as human!

Pranab k c
1st December.2015