Dedicated to InkandPaper who encouraged me to write more original stuff.

I know not who you are

But the rain reminds me of you.

An unseen face keeps haunting me,

I dream of dancing with you,

Music from the spheres plays in my heart for you.

Storm

The drunken wind is playful,

I stand and watch alone,

In the distant darkness,

The giants shake their heads-

I stand and watch the rows of trees

Where fairy-tales unfold.

Poet’s Note: These two poems have been translated and shortened from two of my Bengali poems. Bengali is my mother tongue.