Nobody Can Read It
A Anjandev Roy
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This is
What I want,
This is
What you want,
In fact, this is
What most of the people want,
But slowly it recedes far away from us,
The reason is unknown to us,
At night when
Everybody falls deep asleep,
A blank letter
Hovers in the dark atmosphere,
The reason is skilfully written
In the empty core of this letter,
But nobody can read it.
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