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A Memoir in Orange
rainbow
above the islands,
a little girl
is an explorer
inside your dreams
language melts
into another language
time melts into another time
love melts
into
another question,
liquid questions after
sunset.
And so we race beneath the sky,
all of us. We don't hold hands.
The little girl's
memory melts too,
her time is now an island.
and friends
send their songs
from orange, far away alleys.
12 comments:
beyond excellent as usual, but in a different kind of way.
language melts
into another language
time melts into another time
BHABA JAYE
EROKOM DARUN AKTA LEKHA..INAM TOR LEKHA BANGLATE ONUDITO HOK
RANGEET
brilliant work dude...
hope it gets published real soon...
but job well done dude...
orange alleys! and what not.. it touches all the nerves of everyone in thier own intimate ways!
very twilight.
@ Rangeet: I think I have a better idea ;)
@ Abhishek: Hey thanks for the wishes, let me see if I can send it for publication this month.
@ lilith: Are you referring to the film? I haven't watched it yet. Maybe I will, soon. Thanks.
My favourite line is "liquid questions after sunset"
nice nice it's ringing in my head now. Can you put a tune to this?
you have surpassed you.
brilliant...simple yet deep
This is sublime beyond words....your imagery portrays metaphysical peace
love melts
into another
question...
brilliant inam :)
Language melts into another language? eh?
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