Samudra Bhowmick


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Midnight

A cloudy night, deserted street
A light breeze, lost compass
Two hands direct the dance
as imagination plays tricks in solitude.

Every word uttered seems so powerful.
Like that book,
Always searched for but never read,
Stored in this jar to be chewed upon.

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