欧宝娱乐

“PARTITION'

are your drains clean of blood now?
do you recall the names, and faces
of your own people?

did your countrymen get to die
right like human beings?

butchered sisters and mothers
still wait by the windows,
with no lantern.

that was no proper farewell
past midnight.
minarets whisper your ghazals
to an empty sky,
Koklass鈥� know the borders too.

what have you done, sir?”
― Abhijit Sarmah, Dying With A Little Patience: Poems