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Waiting for the move!

a free verse poem

’tis ending, crumbling into pieces,
why does it end?
why does the blossoming love,
turn into a tragedy of love?

we all wait for the first move,
from the other person,
this ego, this sense of an unspoken rule,
why should i speak first, why should i lose,
this waiting game tones that spark down…



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Somsubhra Banerjee

Loves mountains, sea waves, old buildings, petrichor, sound of night crickets, haiku, kintsukuroi , books, dogs, silences and also cacophonies!:)