Pradip Chattopadhyay (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)
She Won't Bear with My Silence
The moment her lips open
I start talking nonsense
I know how the women
Can’t bear men’s silence.
Her face in anger white
Mind benumbed of sense
She would sorely miss the fight
If I stubbornly hold patience.
I know what she craves for
Her eyes so clearly foretell
Something I deeply abhor
Pairing up with her in quarrel.
But she won’t bear with silence
Wants the heat to be on
If I keep quiet as defense
She can't fight it alone.
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