MEMORIES

I can see you’re one

You can see I’m one

We are in crowds

As we come and see

Sunrise at beach,

On New Year Day.

Now in the darkness

I’m inside home

I’m reading a poem

Deaf crowd’s voice,

A virus awake outside

Everything changed.

I can’t know

Exterior songs

A hole in air

Man’s tired cell

Secreted throat

Home is my map.

Yet I dream

An open joy

I’ll sit on your bed

I’ll be in love

Hotels will open

Make new footprints.

© Asim Kumar Paul

16.04.2020