Soumyendu Biswas Biography

The rain..
Sheets of grey froth
battering the unholy
city,
...

These days
torrid, tumultuous, silent
days
Waiting in anticipation
...

July, and a light drizzle
Lightly fried kingfish
A light beer...
...

Be still
Now.

Standing by the deodar
...

Trance on the beach
... and the incessant roar
of the phosphorescent seas
...