Poems by- Nirmalya Ghosh

Candle

In that dark night she came…
With a burning candle on her hand…
Suddenly, I observed…
That burning candle was none other…
Than me….

Eyes

My eyes became tired…
Hearing her continuous talks…
But, my ears were full of rest…
Because, she was only talking with
My eyes…
By her beautiful talkative eyes..

Mother

I went out to measure the
Height, width and length
Of the world…
Suddenly my mother came
Before me…
I measured her…
And my task to measure the
World…
Completed within a moment…