Whispers & Whimpers Poem by Suvro Bhattacharya

That was a long time ago.
Something I didn't fathome.
And failed to comprehend.
Shadows with slow motions!
Whispers in dark.
Running in desperate circles.
Clutching all tensions in whims!
No wind no clouds no waves for the breathing space.
All the whispers yet alone!
Whimpering within the self.

Life trains all the time along!
On the stipulated track although!
Passing from 9am to 6pm with all the midnight dreams,
Scented in durable condoms:
Through the fading negligee!
Bubbling in right proportion of blank notes!
Through the the mask of democracy!
Whimpering all the time!
All the time! ! !