# Grief Poem by Shamik Kumar Bose

et like a wheel come down uninviting
And tears follow inside
May be outside
Yet you remind me that
love and joy are not the same always
I hear; I find the melody inside songs
Inherent in sad thoughts emanates into poesy
Life without you a dull grid of idiocy
A mere sycophancy
Who knows if you are not here
A mere physical love
An attainment for a mediocrity
A dream for a lunatic soul for a legacy!
You come inviting
The song starts, the poem germinates
Inside you only!


Shamik Bose 14.06.10 Calcutta