A breezy love poem by Deeya.
I move about in haunches
stumbled ways among frozen silences
your eyes gyrated the curves
of my far-flung thoughts
champak odours in dreams
I dared not…
We have left our dreams
somewhere among Oleander blooms
they were fragile though intense
the haunt of foreboding angels
your eyes among irrepressible desires
we have left somewhere…
among Gulmohar glances.
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Born at Durgapur, West Bengal, Deeya Bhattacharya- a PG in English Literature and a Graduate in Education from the University of Burdwan. Her poems and articles have appeared in several National and International journals, websites, E-zine, besides several anthologies. Member of Poets International, She has read her poetry at quite a few fests. She teaches English and Poetry at a State Government High School.
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