The Otherness of Belonging

Into a frozen city on the mirror, 
the storm keepers of the native 
Exhale a lung full of voices, 
Their unbuttoned shirts smuggle 
across the windmill of flesh, 
Sprawling the faded acres along: 
Shoulder stitch, armpits, cuffs, and collar바카라” 
Drown on a voyage to the sea. 
Crisis is a sad cactus plant in a 
live-in-relationship to belonging 바카라” 
A rag of honour. A name. A heartbeat
It is then the sun falls over the eyes 
Squashing the orange of its 
sleeplessness, 
Fondness grows into a silent forest. 

The lips submit to the address of the 
other, 
Letting the kite chasers and night 
growers belong, Ghare-Baire.

(Ronald Tuhin D'Rozario writes -- stories, poems and essays. He lives in Calcutta, India. Ronald Tuhin D'Rozario writes -- stories, poems and essays. He lives in Calcutta, India.)