দেবাশিষ মুখোপাধ্যায়

   The last kiss—
Debasis Mukhopadhyay

On that day, I wanted from you as my last wish
It was nothing precious but an innocent kiss.
You halted at the door, made no promise
Then turned, went away to search for my sis.

I didn’t had time long enough to stay or wait
For me, somewhere, someone opened a gate
Then you came back, bestowed upon my cold lips a kiss
Oh! Dear! That made my journey filled with heavenly bliss.