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…