Just 5 Poem by Indranil Bit

A marooned corner is in decor
On one side of sn isolated cliff
Damp and shady with gigantic rocks
Hymn in monotone of a beetel fleet.

I will not call this as romantic
Yet i cal always make one of it
Be you at my side, closed eyes
Be my thumb on your temple.

Here light n dark plays hide n seek
Wind gushes in n clinches a cliff
You n me be fireflies with wind
A careless fly, hand in hand

Let the rock n the wind witness love
Roll n flow to carry my love far!