I Sketch Your Face (R1)

I try to sketch you
Sketch your face in my mind
From the memory
When on the bed
Closing eyes silently
But I don't get you clear
You are hazy like a photo
Black & white, very old

The Ganges discharged
Billion gallons of water
in these years
You might be an old lady now
Wrinkles might have come
on your skin
You might have forgotten me
like an amputated limb.

You are twenty nine
in my memory
I seen you last at this age
your smile still generate energy
In the night when sleep breaks
I recall you
Recall your charming face
And sketch you lying on the bed.

by Asit Kumar Sanyal

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