Quiet Nights

Mountain curves down river’s bend
Riverman just laughs and says
All was forgotten with my name
Articles on fallen stars
Harps, cellos and guitars
Riverman just smiles and fades away
Into the night

Songs on fires have been sung
Ferris wheels and broken drums
All smoke and mirrors in the sun
Suddenly the clouds appear
Rain filled voices everywhere
A little play of lost days and a gun
Ends today

This world was made in seven days
While you were busy being misled
With moonlit eyes and curling screams in the night
To avoid the serpent’s tongue
We’ll make amends, ‘ere long
Take this gift darling, I loved you well
Through it all
-Bibek Bhattacharya