Sudipta Mishra, 8 June 2024
In the mirror of my eyes
So many untold stories shine,
They can be read only by you, my dear.
But I know you are still blind to my tears!
In the chamber of my heart
So many secrets are sealed,
They can be unlocked by you, my dear.
But many years ago
You had lost the keys of my doors!
In the deep dark region of my mind
So many stories are being brewed,
They can be heard by you only, my dear.
But in the last call you cut the phone
By uttering this last line –
“I am not so interested!”
So my dear, don’t come after my departure from this sphere,
To mourn with crocodile tears.
Join me right here to save memories for the future!
