Late in the night the buzz

of a mosquito disturbs

my thoughts of you…


Sound of a truck intrudes

chirps of imagined birds

in my pastoral mind.


Early morning nip

in the air reminds

of what still remains.


Someone who sleeps in

my room weeps of someone

whose absence burns bright.


Inside a microchip

a warmongering

world debates my fate.


So many Kashmirs

evaporate from so

many tempers of my skin.




Dr. Amit Shankar Saha
Illustration Nick Victor



Dr. Amit Shankar Saha
Assistant Professor (English)
Seacom Skills University
Co-founder, Rhythm Divine Poets
Media Chairperson, IPPL
Mobile: 8335824287
Blog: http://amitss6.blogspot.in
Website: http://sites.google.com/site/amitshankarsaha
Author of “Balconies of Time” and “Fugitive Words”

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