A sand castle on the sea shore
Begins to speak to the sea
Conch and sea shells scattered
The waves come, about to demolish
Frightening, soundless
Goodbye is not a great exit word
Fugitive lonely setting sun drifting
Some place unknown
Over the sea, Night falls
A mystery unfolds…the moment comes suddenly
The laughter of sea waves
The waves come, demolish the castle
Void in our heart
In this lazy night, everything vanished
Broken into two, time walked away
Stopped moving
A nude moon alone, ascending the stairs of sky
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Poem by Asoke Kumar Mitra.
About the Poet-
ASOKE KUMAR MITRA, KOLKATA, INDIA
Born 1950, from Kolkata, India, studied at Hindu school and St. Xavier’s College, Kolkata.
He is a retired journalist and was editor of “CALCUTTA CANVAS” and “INDUS CHRONICLE”.
He is a bilingual poet. He has contributed to various anthologies published in India and abroad. His
poems are translated into Hindi, Punjabi, Italian, French, German, Polish, Persian, Arabic, Hebrew,
Malay, Mandarin, Romanian, Spanish, Azerbaijani, Russian, Uzbek, Kirghiz, Greek, Swedish, Chinese,
Catalan.
“SAVAGE WIND” is his poetry book, published form Kolkata, India, a bilingual edition, translated into
Spanish by Mexican poet Josep Juarez.
Poetry, photography, paintings are his passions.
