The Pots Plant Of Balcony Poem by Pallab Chaudhury

If I stand on the balcony at night
I see a galaxy of stars
And a milky Sharee across the sky;
Does a man turn into a star if he dies?

If a star falls, it intensifies the darkness;
And the day-light knows a little
About the games of light that is being played at night…

As if, a flowering plant on the balcony
I, a widowed mother, sit in the darkness
With a domesticated pain, deep in my heart.
I see a terrace garden nearby…
And some dried up plants on it….

One more shifting-of-flat
I do expect-

But, I know not- What's going to happen!

Dated: 02-12-2017.