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Comments about Tirtho Banerjee
An unhealed wound that doesn’t show,
A wise tear that can’t flow,
An untold hurt that speaks only in the eyes,
An ungrateful memory that in the mind sighs.
An old reflection that vanishes in ripples,
A shuddering dream that loneliness cripples,
A precarious flame that shivers in the wind,
A firm promise that’s lost in the daily grind.
I carry these with me into an unforgiving night,
Where the struggling heart can’t feel the blight,
A piercing silence numbs my lips,
Feelings die, apathy grips.