my voice tries
to find your songs....
I am absent in your lips
I am in exile

I ask freedom
tortured me in my dreams.......

Wind ties knot in your long hair
tonight my voice will sing your song
wounded, drunken city again made me a man alone
I am turning to moon and rain again and again
moon gave me shelter
rain touched my eyes
I ask freedom
I
am
a stranger
to one
and all...........



(C)asoke kumar mitra, march 8.2015...21:40 ,India,Kolkata

most of the time I dream
it makes me sick
I am sick of love, just don't know what to do

I am looking
at my shadow
watching
the colours are changing
from blue to red then maroon.......

I am riding the midnight express train
no where to  reach
standing alone on the doorway

I am sick of love
I hear someone's distant cry
weeping piano
let me forget you
as if I never met you

but I fell in love with you

(C)asoke kumar mitra, feb.2015

rain would make you  part of my life and song
your body has spoken for long

I
am
a
stranger
nowhere to go
cannot leave you though
let me face my destiny
though I am often alone
but I am not lonely

desire me, trap me,......surround me
let your tongue find mine

let me face my destiny...........cannot escape as moss grows


(C)asoke kumar mitra, feb.2015

another day I met her on the field
in my heart a passion wakes
how many have fallen asleep, only I have stayed awake
to see the face of the sky
drunken fugitive moon,
clouds scattered in your eyes............

a spider's torn web
dangling moon
was lost
and gone
forgetting her

longing for love
dream and desire

sleep does not come, is there any end ?

(C)asoke kumar mitra, feb,2015