do I ever steal
into your stolen thoughts?!
as you often obsess
my obsessions
and chase my fantasies!
which take flight -
shamed by the raging passions-
beyond emotion
beyond sensibility
beyond sensuality
Over a cup of irani tea
in a decrepit old parsi restaurant
I sit and wonder
(c)Atanu Prasad Sarma
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Very nicely written. Congratulations!
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