If you go away <br />take my sense of smell <br />or take the scent of the first rains after summer <br />that I may never remember <br />the fragrance of your skin. <br /> <br />If you go away <br />take my sense of hearing <br />or take the sound of sparrows <br />lifting the dawn <br />to another joyous day of expectation <br />of seeing you. <br /> <br />If you go away <br />take my sight <br />or taken November sunlight <br />lazing on my home street walls. <br />I’ll need no more winters <br />in Calcutta. <br /> <br />If you go away <br />give me extinction.<br /><br />Tapas Bandyopadhyaya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-you-go-away/
