Borrowing From A Dream
P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Pillow with tears watered
One drop to leave eyes' rim
Four lines my lips uttered
Borrowing from last dream!
Though left me all gone before me
Loves and faces and tales
Not left me the faith of certainty
They only moved to someplace else.
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