What is that which speaks without noise?Without even a single flutter?Tiptoeing ever so softly,Sensually,Intertwining heart strings,Interlaced with sweet melody,Silence upon silence,Skin upon skin,Drenched with the nectar of love.Imagined whisperings,Floating in the air,Which none can hear,Save the two handsInterlocked in a heavenly embrace Subir Chakraborty24th Feb 2026

Will the nowhere days come again?In nowhere time?When I can be the nowhere man,Without my precious mobile,Without any prescheduled timetable,Without any complicated compulsions.Where the mind is totally free,To think or not to think,To imagine or be a lazy drag.To see the sky with closed eyes,And contemplate the universe within myself.To let all worries dissipate into … More NOWHERE

The hands that we held decades ago are not the same.The cells have renewed multiple times,The nails, repeatedly cut and resized,The skin, grown old and wrinkled.And yet, the warmth is familiar.The feelings echoing those long lost times.For our bodies may have metamorphosed,But the you and I continue to remain the same you and I.In the … More YOU AND I