This Is Not A (Happy) Poem

Some words on sadness engulfing the soul

Photo by ÉMILE SÉGUIN 🇨🇦 on Unsplash

This is not a poem or a happy poem,

this a just a poem, with no theme, no specific direction,
a poem that doesn’t touch upon anything, any object, nature, happiness,
just that my hands were itching, itching to scribble something,
since long, because my mind’s blank, because work…




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Somsubhra Banerjee

Somsubhra Banerjee

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

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