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In Love With Myself

In which chemistry and when,
That I felt the thirst for one's
Shot, a tongue of flame.
With her in that festive fire
I burned,
I could have been burnt
Had she come!

What I called Love,
Heart glows, there is neon sign,
Remained more often
Like an island,
Deep beneath the flesh and skin!

Pain surfaces in broken waves
As the festivity ends 
Though the moment of fervidity
With time

I never moved away
From myself,
With my needs and desires.

After a monsoon
Wiping another pale autumn
Who I find at the flame of forest
Is me, 
In love with myself
Once again.


More By  :  Kingshuk Chakraborty

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