Posted by: Ron DuBour | February 12, 2015

Finding Love at ‘dusk’~by Bipul Banerjee



Finding Love at ‘dusk’

At ‘dusk’ while wandering aimlessly, I find your love

Among the groovy grass,

The newspaper clippings,

slippery soap flakes,

And speckled mosaic

I hear your whispers

Among the whistling marmot

Angel falls, African violet

In sweet sultan, the wild oats

Midnight moon and the humming skipping rope

Come to me darling everyday

In butterfly rays, wine i sip,

In the sentences incomplete,

In words unspoken,

In tears unshed

In moments passed by

And love me till eternity

When the day is not a day and night still not night,

When ‘dusk’ prevails and I see you as mine

Finding this shining treasure of your love,

Glittering with the last rays of the dying Sun,

and the milky touch of the emerging moon,

Come to me my Love and complete my being,

For the full of me has always been empty without you.

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