Sunlight 2. Poem by Subhadip Bhattacharya

Sunlight 2.



Sunlight coming down from big glass windows,
and it is afternoon. The days work goes by, until
the traffic on the outside road increases,
and the dark shadow slowly yet suddenly
slides down the pillar to the ceiling.
It's time for sunset.
My body painfully responds to it.
Without a verbal assurance,
it's again evening.

Monday, February 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: deaths
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Abhilasha Bhatt 08 February 2016

Beautiful.....A beautiful poem.....narrated beautifully.....thank you for sharing :)

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