People Poem by Senjuti Masud

We meet them in the novels
in sketches and in fables
Their eyes down, faces veiled
And we come to know(don’t we?)
Their ‘knowledge’ failed

We meet them round the tables
In circles, in fine labels
They throw like rags, ‘will and woe’
So that in line we all may rhyme
But do they know?

We meet them where they are not
They are felt like ‘withins’
They are felt like ‘withouts’
In smiles, in tears, in shouts,
At last in wonder we ponder
Over the unread ins and outs.