Whom do I bestow this chill, this full moon haunt <br />Many images sparkle on night-table <br />Mounting water course <br />Within ugres are turning vivid <br />Suspending my own <br />Hanging <br />Upside down <br /> <br />Fragments of self <br />Revel in isolation now <br />Every iota alone <br /> <br />Who wins this moony detour <br />This bankrupt eve <br />Who knows<br /><br />CHOUDHURI SUKUMAR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-table/
