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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 25

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee


I’m walking along the road,

the sound of flute is accompanying me.

Same things occur day after day-

episodes are full of monotony.

Though I’m secured and safe,

I wish to come out of the humdrum.

I wish to listen to the sound of

a guitar, synthesizer or drum.

I want a change

keeping myself protected at every moment.

Without taking risk

can I alter the sound of my movement?

© 2020 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee