EVEN THEN…. ~ Ch. Navakanta Mishra~

Short poetry in English: Even Then... by Ch. Navakanta Mishra

Some days it’s the silence
that speaks, tells us
what say the leaves in wind,
tells us how it slips the rain by willows.

If asked in silence, holding hearts;
as the sun still is there,
Shining in the Autumn sky, fresh and blue;
To tell how eyes are crying dew.

Your unrest makes me think.

Birds of passage that bump
into lighthouses in stormy nights.

A storm is also your sweetness,
turbine and does not appear,
and the rest are even rarer.

~~~Ch Navakanta Mishra


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