Dupur Mitra Poems

after many days where you have walk, that song have you liked very much, that food you have preferred more; i am also felt love of those. As after many days i have returned my time. Those times were also may be yours, but now i don't think so. After many days i just have felt those time actually are mine. just as thinking at the road is my home OK? or can be those times were never yours. Because you don't remember as me. May be you try to remember but i don't know.
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I wait for many things. My lover, dream or revolution. I wait for that boy who once called me dad subconsciously, i wait for that river, where learned how to swim. I wait for that stolen friend, who once said i should be with you all ever.
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Somebody have to come beside the banks of the river
He has to take up seeds scratching the beds of the river
In the evening breeze he has to sing a song in open voice
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