Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee
You stay at
deep ocean, dense forest, dark graveyard and detached island
and also in my heart when I’m hurt.
You are my bosom friend, who controls my
tear and tension, anger and agony, defeat and destruction.
Silence nurtures my shrunken soul-
juicy strawberries remain hanging from the branches.
© 2020 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee