Quartet Poem by Amitava Nag

1.
Like the sleeping buses
In the garage,
I rest my pieces - disoriented,
The freedom is till the Sunrise.

2.
'I am cursed by you and all',
She pointed her fingers at me - left,
My hand is bound in love,
I have no fingers left to point.

3.
Inside the aquarium
There is a loner,
I was him for long,
Now I changed the side.

4.
Urchins play in the rain-
Naked,
I had been taking everything off
Raindrops shield me, again.