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Every Afternoon (For Sita)

Every Afternoon (For Sita)

Poem By Shimanta Bhattacharyya

Every afternoon
I lean my eyes
Against the bright blue rim of the sea

Every afternoon
I unfurl my spindrift pennons
As I wait your return

A quiet hope laps round my heart
As the tides come in every afternoon
And drowns in a quicksand of sighs

As the tides go out. A battered sundial
On this blind-bleary shore
I keep the lengthening hours

As I watch my seamless shadow
Slip into your clothes
Every afternoon

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Very beautiful poem Sir... I wish I could write the same!


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