You do know that i like to share whenever i find somthing worth sharing and as acerbic as Shobaa De can sometimes be, she just shared a beautiful poem written by her friend called Jayabroto (only a bong can have a name like that and in all probability his pet name is Monty)
Do enjoy.
Luv
Vish
JUST A LITTLE
Let a little remain
From everything
When everything is lost…
A cheeky blade of grass
A cheeky blade of grass
A little dust on my shoes,
My mother’s broken porcelain
Contrary views!
A tiny trace of frost…
A bit of my chin
In the chin of my daughter,
Sunlight on broken water.
Original sin!
Just a little
Just a little
Let a little remain…
A handful of jasmine
A handful of jasmine
Still clinging to the creeper,
A lost memento in my
Old cardigan pocket
As I dig deeper…
Yesterday’s smell
Heaven and Hell!
Just a little
Just a little
Let a little remain…
A childhood secret
A childhood secret
Broken by a thousand wishes.
All the hits
And all the misses!
A stray strand of hair
On Baba’s old shawl,
His voice still echoing
In an empty hall…
Pinholed portraits
Down Memory Lane
A volley of stars
On mountain peaks
And on my cheeks
Sudden drops of rain
Carelessly toss’d…
Let a little remain
Let a little remain
From everything
When everything is lost…
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