Only The Cloud Was Knowing
P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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how was life all these years?
I stumbled on her under drifting cloud.
they passed well,
a steady family
and all that comes with
and yours...
as good as it could
stable, solid...
if she was digging my face
I wouldn't let her
for she seemed quite unlamenting,
I wouldn't have her see
the void!
I looked up
she too
and only the cloud was knowing
the clouds they parted
in rains
rolling down...
there was now no hiding the pain!
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