Binod Bastola Poems

Chandana(tea stall lass:
it was a story of Kolkata. South Kolkata Dhakuria.
She was from there. Out of few tea stalls on the road side in the same row/line.Chandana has her one small tea stall.
She was running her life from that tea stall. She has two small sons(dont recall tow or three... two years back I was there) .
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It hurts
Deep down in my heart
It hurts
Broken sounds of many
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O...wet body
O wet touch
Let's play the huss huss
Let me touch your wet body with thirst
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Angel 'O' my angel
Call of this Cupid
Angel 'O' my angel
Aren't thee coming?
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I am not an atheist
Neither a support of theist!
I am human bridge- -birth in this land of rich.
Many religion, many cult- -many obstacles of narrow halt.
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My Luna
My love
My eternal thee
My love for thou
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The battle thee bet
No ones bet, remember this thou
Thee are one who rise
No one will in- in thy inner voice and arise.
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Through the lens
I see many more veins of emotions of lifes
Through the lens
I see every dust of lifes
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Season of fall
fall for all
All the fallen fall
Leafes are lying dead
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Uddan apni bulandh karo
Uddta chalo
Bulandh aapni hosolo ko karo
Na paye tod ish ko koi
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