Orphaned
Love
She came to me like an orphaned shadow
Uprooted
naked free
And
embraced me
When
I was floating
In
my own world
Of
deformed contours.
She
claimed nothing
In
that night of rain she warmed my bed
Later,
as we lie down like two sailed away boats
I
saw her half open lips trying to say something
Something,
that would change us forever
But
when I wake up in morning
I
found an empty bed
And
I saw in the mirror
My
own face
Of
orphaned love.
Subhadip
Majumdar
Subhadip Majumdar is a writer poet from India. He is certified in Creative Writing from University of Iowa.He also edited for a long time a reputed Bengali poetry journal. Wrote a short novel as Tumbleweed writer in Shakespeare and Company, Paris.Two poetry books published and one novel in process of publication. Books published on Van Gogh from New York and a Short Story Collection available in Ebook in amazon.
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