Neon and Street Lights

Saptarshi Bhowmick, India

It was near midnight
when I opened my eyes
and found myself alone in my bed.
Striving for a cup of coffee,
I crossed my corridor, dipped in neon cascades.
Upon realizing that I was surrounded by silence,
I released the tap on the basin and started pouring coffee into a mug.

The nonchalant moon bemoaned the night
while the whole earth cradled into sleep;
the floor luminous, the air stale
and the clock ticking like a heartbeat
followed me when I went to my balcony.
After enjoying the passive loneliness,
considering the cactus in the corner of my railing,
my vision becomes microscopic-

To collect the mug, I returned with my Monotonous steps;
On my second visit to the balcony,
Countering a bitter sip of coffee,
I was surprised to find my landlady
with a guitar on her lap, playing silence
the same note, my life played that night before:

And the eyes meet-
Divided by balconies, our smiles mingled with each other.
A colourful conversation started with a frolic of nocturnal creatures,
but for me, it was as if_

The night bloomed into a horizontal flower.
shading street lights on this neon oriented life,
I wondered if she will ever fall in love with a girl like me,
retrospective of the ways of my vouch for rent there.

Saptarshi Bhowmick (a 21 years old College Student) makes his sanctuary of sublime poems. Each of them toils to tell you a different story, but only a few tries to actually comprehend it. And the little praises he collects fuel him further to write one. Aside from being famous for his bilingual poems, Saptarshi got published in many International Magazines, including The Rainbow Poems, Tofu Ink Art Press, The Antonym, Wingless Dreamers, Sparked Literary Magazine, MOIDA, The Compass Magazine, SeaGlass Lit.