When the slumber runs away from the eyes

In the silence of night

Writer can hear his own voice

He then adds, in his voice, the rhythm of imagination

And a story is born

A common sense psychologist a writer is

His stories are a mix of emotions and reasons

Often he borrows

Often unended are his searches

Often mysteries remain mysteries

Often his stories continue

With no logical end

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© 2017 by Dr Purnendu Ghosh