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My sleep was a pretension
and before that, saying 'Goodnight, '
was a wish for leaving me alone.
Now that they were all gone I felt
comfort and peace in utter loneliness.
Free from lights and free from din
I dipped into the deep darkness
soft, silky and comfortable
I swam in my memoirs and thoughts
deep in my heart and obscure mind.
'This place's very cozy, so nice! '
I said to him, Myself.
'Yes, Let's discuss' he said
'No, we should wait for 'She' to come
I uttered. 'Go to hell, ' he replied.
Myself didn't like She anymore,
I knew and I didn't like him much.
But Myself loved me and I loved 'She'.
disgustfully he glared at me,
anxious I, awaited She to come.
Waited long and She came at last
along with her also came Herself.
She looked unhappy, disturbed,
also embarrassed, but Herself looked sad.
She wished Myself and I wished Herself.
It was not a pleasant meet for me
I tried but could not convince She.
but She could convince Myself very well
Herself I saw hiding pain and tear
She went saying 'Forget me, please dear'
She deserted me, my heart, wretched
a gloomy Herself only followed her
and glaring at me Myself did utter,
'Look, She has killed yourself in her,
you must kill Herself in you, or die.'
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Palas Kumar Ray
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