Counting Time
written by: Pranab Ghosh
@gpranab2012
Like a barren land he lies
Counting days and nights
Since the rains drenched
Him for the last time
Perhaps a millennium ago.
Like a barren land he lies
Looking at starry night sky
And thinking of a forgotten
Time when his cravings were
Answered by time and night.
Today as day melts into night
And sleep refuses to be
Blessed, he thinks of time
Forgotten and it whispers
Into his ears…
“Yesterdays are lighted fools,
Way to dusty death…”
But his candle is still burning
As he waits for the return
Of another night!
Pranab Ghosh is a journalist, writer, poet, translator and blogger. He runs a blog “Existential Problems.” His poems and prose pieces have been published and accepted by Dissident Voice, Spillwords, The Piker Press, Setu Magazine, Pangolin Review, Visual Verse, Memoryhouse Tuck Magazine, Transendent Zero Press, Scarlet Leaf Review, Literature Studio Review, Leaves of Ink, Hans India, etc. He has coauthored a book of poems, titled Air & Age. He has to his credit a translation of a book of Bengali short stories. The title of the English translation is “Bougainvillea and Other Stories”. His second book of poems and first solo book, “Soul Searching and Other Poems” (2017), has been published by Scarlet Leaf Publishing, Toronto. His second collection of poems, “Vision of the World and Other Poems”, has been published by Impspired in November 2020.
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