by Tapas Bandopadhyay

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Ashesh9
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My sleep that flows like blood
Towards your distant city
Lights a cigarette in the curfew alley
Did you find your nest , bird ?

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tazz317tazz317over 9 years ago
SLEEP AND DREAMS

flow to a pinnacle. TK U MLJ LV NV

Ashesh9Ashesh9over 9 years agoAuthor
GM , first of all Tapas Bandopadhyay is dear school mate & a far more accomplished poet than

I'll ever be & this is his poem . Tapas is a mining engineer : having worked his way up from mines & collieries today he is a very senior executive in a Public Sector Coal Mining conglomerate in Kolkata

An amateur poet he is a member of many Poetry circles in Kolkata & attends all those Poetry reading events that Poets have in a Cultural Hotspot like ole' Kolkata !

greenmountaineergreenmountaineerover 9 years ago

Lovely, mysterious, Ash. Here's a thought: I would have extended the sonics of the the last line as in

My sleep that flows like blood

Towards your distant city

Lights a cigarette in the curfew alley.

Did you find your nest , (little) bird ?

I have a bias when writing poetry in cyberspace. It's okay to introduce an unfamiliar term because it takes all of 30 seconds to find the meaning of it when you Google it. In this case it was "Bandopadhyay."

Now, maybe you didn't mean this, but I began thinking of karma, and once I did that the imagery of the prior 3 lines unfolded.

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