Short Stay At Somaipur-Ghuskara Poem by Boudhayan Mukherjee

I take long strides or short steps
At Ghuskara, a small town beside river Ajay
Gleaming with peace of silence at night.


I turn my head to look at Ratanti Kali temple
Or at the trees waving with delight;
I feel the soothing breeze combing my hair.

Loneliness cradles my soul
For I live at Ghuskara friendless-alone.
But I've silence that sleeps on my bed
I've books to read, poems to write
And the birds have taught me new sounds.

I take long strides at night
To reach my small house
The dark and fallow long hours
Waiting to suck me into ever full silence.