Morning fails to reach all the corners of the room
That of yesterday, and even earlier, been kept away from everyone
Convenient corners are filled with those memories
Latticed patters decorate them for some time and leave
There is no scope for the morning language to initiate a conversation
Those stories have a secret language and a special fragrance
Accommodating them and even keeping them safe
From misappropriations and inauthentic interpretations
Commonly, the world likes to project their own translation
Not so flattering to hear in the light of a beautiful morning
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 
Awesome !
” There is no scope for morning language to initiate those conversations”
” World has its own way of translating these conversations”
These are truly beautiful lines of the verse. Memory of that which belongs to twilight or night. A true distinction between insight and eye sight. Eyes and light truly cant reach that beautiful world of emotions….. well put ! A classic !
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Thank you so much. I am glad you liked this piece.
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