Whispering Your Name

Atul Chandra Sarkar

Moments spent with you
Are stars in my darkness,
You are the precious gem
In my lightless mine.
The translucent ice-cube of day
Steadily melts,
In the wine of eventide;
As the opaline radiance of sun-set,
Loses identity in the deepening,
Orange-flecked grey.
Distrait, distracted,
Distraught, distressed,
I watch on:
Frothed waves rushing to shore
Imagining your home-coming!

The breeze has a hundred
And ten things to lisp,
But when it’s your name,
It’s I who silently whispers:


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Double Post Graduate in Philosophy and Sociology and LLB degree-holder, a Gold Medalist from Canning College, University of Lucknow, U.P. India. Presently engaged as Advisor (Industrial Relations) and Public Information Officer (Corporate) at Uttar Pradesh Rajya Vidyut Utpadan Nigam Ltd., Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh, India and is a Guest Faculty at Electricity Training Institute, Sarojini Nagar, Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh on the Right to Information Act, 2005. An Advocate registered with the Bar Council. Articles, poems and short stories have been published in popular National dailies like Pioneer, Northern India Patrika, Times of India, Campus Verse, Shaktivani, etc. A Blogger at Times of India's speakingtree and having a flair for oil painting. A democratic, liberal and humanist to the core.

Last updated November 17, 2014