Sunday, April 21, 2013

Rain Man

In those panipuri days
When I used to walk on footpath,
With a soft hand in my jeans pocket-
My mirror never showed me a rain man…

After those panipuri days
When I stepped down to road,
With my hands holding my trouser-
My mirror feared to show me a rain man…

One day when I missed those panipuris
Sitting in a cold cabin inch away from sky,
My pockets were too filled to put my hands-
In my toilet mirror I met a remorseful rain man!

- Anunoy Samanta

(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)

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