the traitor

He no longer comes
To add delight to my tranquil dusks
By display of his diving tricks
In the evening air.
Last evening i had a glimpse
Saw him sitting on a far away roof
Soaking cool breeze
Under the evening sky.
Whatever confusion I had
He blew it away
When he flew past me
In broad daylight
To gently settle there.
Ah you wicked soul!
Maybe, you too love and guard
Your solitude.

Sharmishtha basu


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