Diptesh Augustine Sarkar
An ardent and compulsive hack. A nocturnal musician. A voracious reader, whose interest covers literature, philosophy, psychology and general non-fiction.
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Diptesh Augustine Sarkar Poems
It's your smile that shines on my face like the sun though the sun too has its end but my days are too short to count too blest to see you wane.
A leaf I once had plucked And left forgotten In a spree,
I saw: Her alone sitting on the bed hunch-back
You are through the foothill ride the darkest of the night pits are there and boulders you may stumble outright
A Japanese-doll went a-reading
A Japanese-doll went a-reading and a flower followed her She put the flower back on the bough and asked a bee to keep her.
A sting long struck us the venom now runs slowly with blood; and time bears fruit. The poet, the lover, the rebel
Once my brother fell ill two and half year old ceased to toddle one evening; They took him to a doctor
Moments are like leaves they unfold and fade out and one day the wind gives them little wings
At last At a great age
I remember you no more for my eyes are too old
I see some doors open before me, some behind near and far as if I were in a game
What would you like to know about me? Should I say
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It's your smile that shines on my face like the sun
though the sun too has its end
but my days are too short to count
too blest to see you wane.
I have no grudge
and the riles that were there
of youthful imbecility
have lost all their teeth
so much as I now
think of all those absurdities—
that once flew like the pinned butterflies
looking forever live—
beggar the very description of death
though dead they are, no doubt
no doubt, both
looking young and agile
ready to put on wings
ready to die
for a trifle
as it was for you.