polash datta - Oblivion

If spoken, it’s to wear the mask
if spoken, the mask is to be out.

I don’t speak in fear

Yet someone is merciful to human?
Words spoken unmindfully to self incessantly
and masks are gathered; on face?

Standing man speaks mask
speaks the sitting one
in fear to lose?

Time seduces that startled overwhelmed name
no more in memory and hearing also seems to be wrong;
decisive in speaking, complain- fraud?

Opening the memory-mortal, I show the name
Lively suicide in nightly midnight

Pillar of Words in eyes. Who’s name it is? Who’s name it is? ?

polash datta

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