Vinod Munna
By
Ananya S Guha
Come Back To Me
Those shades of grey
the mystical autumn
come back to me,
come back to me
that loveless topography
the hilly carts,
the slushy fields
ball on the bounce
come back to me
come back to me
the summery wind
the winter’s ghost
the mountains blue, ragged
come back to me
come back to me
the water of the lake
those pebbly streams
come back to me
come back to me
the school built of wood
the racy mood of playing bang bang
and sprinting in the field
come back to me
come back to me.
Taking a dip in the sea.
Whetted dreams, appetite
pick of oranges, glutinous jelly
jam in the making, cakes baking
come back to me
come back to me.
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