Parade of bachelors

Nightwalkers are daydreamers
Daydreamers are nightwalkers
After. He’s gone. He’ll walk down. Down the hall.

Look for him at night. And dawn shall fade in,
and decide, do you walk, yourself.

Down. Down your voice less throat,
Down your throat less voice.
A thunderbird. Of lost wing, in an invisible distance. Flying.
Down your days. Nights. For you a dream walker.







Deepankar. Angshuman. Sukanta.