Palas Kumar Ray
Miss You Cosera
I miss my friend Cosera.She is missing.
I am worried about her laptop.
It was friendly when she reported last
on this friday morning from
the land of the Humming Bird
'lere' of the Arawaks
The Island of the Trinity
La Isla de la Trinidad
as Christopher Columbus
Though we always remain
at nine and a half hour-hand
though our mornings
never meet each other
though we always look
at the other side of this sky
our ethereal soul would meet
the anatomy of hearts.
We would jointly look
into the abyss of the time bygone
and would feel the thrill of exploring
the match in our chromosomal types.
I miss you spicy, I miss you.
I miss the taste of your hand-
made saada roti and choka
I miss the aroma of your tawah and chulha
I miss your peaceful morning
feeding the folks of hungry birds.
Fight Cosera fight.
Fight with the mechanic to deliver
your laptop fast
completely repaired and free from all bugs
for this heart
is too fragile a thing
which breaks too often or at least
gets deleted in a computer crash
you are someone
I am missing so much.
© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.
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