Nidhu Bhusan
Das
A shadow eludes
My right leg itches to rise
The left one sticks, why?
If desire engenders fantasy
Reason brings back to reality
The conflict is interesting.
Rolling waves lash the coast
The water recedes
Leaving behind surfs.
My angel hovers overhead
Sends down dew drops
That the sun swallows up.
It is bewildering
I cannot catch up with my angel.
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