# I May Wait! Poem by Shamik Kumar Bose

May you now stop by the woods?

All these sighs foment around a lake
In that silence I have made an island for you
Where only a mooonbeam may through pass
Beyond will remain a playground for us
All these tears
This world irresponds
Frozen inside that lake
The river about to rhyme
You may hear that song
Where many worlds culminate!
Inside such a deep
Such dense
When two wings flip
That resonates
You may hear
I may wait!

Shamik Bose 3.06.10 West Springfield