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Static conversations over telephone

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English Poetry

Old voices over phones with static

A face you once knew

But now thousands of miles away,

Seem a dim, faded projection

Like the stained pages of your diary

Dated 1986

Just like the remnants of tea-leaves

At the bottom of your cup.

Silence is your conversation

Though you thought you had

A million tales to tell.

The static is all that remains.

it’s about finding lost love – regrets, old flames – sliding doors – what if you had… and then you realize that the love you had was just for the moment – it was meant to be that way – and you can’t rekindle the flame… or maybe it’s too late – who knows? and that’s why the poem 🙂

2 Comments

  1. Gion Gion says:

    Anirban,
    very vivid imagery….that long pause on the line…or in the middle of the room at some re-union. In some ways one has dialled a wrong number…the memory is but the object of the memory has changed into someone else.
    Really enjoyed reading this poem,
    Gion

  2. rajdeep bhattacharya says:

    i loved it
    pleasure to read

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