TamilWeek, Oct 9 - 15, 2005
I Had To Go Back

Bimal Sharma


.....to meet you again.
First I was afraid to look at you.
You appeared like an assassin,
again caged by clouds.
You appeared like a burglar,
again by ground.

People like detectives combing through the scene:

This is the shirt of a little boy whom you killed.
This is the hair of a mother whom you drowned.
This is bed of a sick man whom you hauled.

.....Unable to find words in my grief,
I turned back.You came after me
like a puppy
to lick my feet again
with your blue tongue..

Bimal Sharma, Is a freelance writer and journalist.He lives in Port Blair,India.
Hambantota
Patch Adams  
in Eastern littoral
Poem Courtesy of  "Only
the sea keeps: Poetry of
the Tsunami"

Pictures:
HumanityAshore
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