Blue Eyes Poem by Prasenjit Das

In the silent night your blue eyes spoke,
Spoken the word which I never heard before.
Dancing couple beneith the clock hanging,
Bends their hips as the tunes goes in,
Trees are empty as though the heart was too,
Memories are arrogant with the thoughts of you,
Never mind the silent were I have been kept quite,
It was a secret weapon before a fight,
Days are short and hours are few,
Where are those days gone
when you are with me and I am with you.