No more do I return. A mere utterance indeed: I'll come again <br />Initially in a subdued tone. Cautiously. As if my own visage <br />Reflects on the mirror. A promise <br /> <br />No more do I return. Times move on <br />Moments tick away. The day passes by. Night gives by <br />A year. A century is over <br /> <br />Glasses disintegrate. Shattering sounds <br />S h a t t e r i n g s o u n d s p e r v a d e <br />I'll come again. I'll come again<br /><br />CHOUDHURI SUKUMAR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-return-12/
