Leftover - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
In the silence of the night
My ears buzz, my heart throbs
A billion bulbs blaze my head
The day comes rushing back.
My thoughts, they madly hound
The waves crash with thunderous sound
I am chased, tormented, hammered
It's hell of a deafening silence.
My bed swings in a traumatic toss
The fallen hopes, the shattering loss
My pillow gnashes me with a thousand thorns
The darkness fangs open my soul.
While the world sleeps oblivious
My fragments are carried into a new day
Stitched together for another fight…
Till the next silence of the night!
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