SONGS OF SILENCE
Ashok Niyogi
All this couldn’t be happening to me.
Reflections in the mirror-
That is what it is,
Songs of silence sung in rhythm,
And scattered voices in the dark,
Stark naked
Begging clothes from the falcon.
It was not me,
It was a doppelganger, you see.
So what shall we say
As we walk on cobbled streets?
What shall we say,
Who am I and who are you?
When did it begin,
Where does it end?
But the stars will bear witness
Even when eyes tell lies.
It’s unfortunate
That I just couldn’t find the words.
Now I search for them in blindness.
It’s unfortunate, the touch and the feel.
It’s unfortunate that we had to go through the rough.
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