Sonnet Of Poems-06: The Voice Of A Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra

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A voice was heard
Soft, violin like, as if
A call of the wild
From strange worlds apart
Or a nick name
In my Paro’s girlish lips
Calling me to come back
To our spider net home-
On the backyard of lost spring
Moist with frozen wishes.
As we met by fate
But were thrown by life
Off the boat supposed to
Ferry us together
To the end of the times.

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