Comments about Saurabhmoy Lahiri
Sophisticated Dead Man
With screaming stains-
found a tattered diary in a dry old well.
Dream of great days'
was written on the first page.
Wandering in the desert at pitch dark
Gasping for breath, sands filling my nose and throat and mouth and my eyes
Unable to breath without inhaling the sand
Coughing and choking.
Visibility-zero; So lost.
I closed the diary.
My hands and forehead sweaty.
I don't know what happened.
Was it real? What just happened?
It's something I cannot explain.
How oppugnant is the heading- 'Dream of ...