fugitive moon, moist clouds...
walking alone
in the rain,
searching,

a face, moving forward and backward,
can I  find among the faces unknown...

yesterday, at this hour ,she came, sleeping alone
like a distant memory
then
is it that known  face..
to whom
I am searching.....

yesterday night at this hour
fugitive moon, raining cloud, lost dream , lost love, lost face


did you ever cry in the rain,
nobody ever knew...............


(C) Asoke Kumar Mitra , March 17,2015 : 23:07, India,Kolkata