Nights

by Dr. Amitabh Mitra

I slept on white sheets,
The charpoi on our backyard
Captured many a sun
Many a kites, many a glances
The cold has been a welcoming night
Your eyes traced a name
Whispers of a moon
In a careless dark.

08-Jul-2007

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