Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 217
Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee
A BAD PATCH
Clouds, please move away
from the sky of my life-
I want to see the sunrise,
I want to see the full moon and starry night.
My sky is overcast for many days-
I pray for storm,
that will drive the clouds away;
I pray for rain,
that will condense the clouds to ensure their downfall.
Clouds, please move away
from the sky of my life…