Indranil Bit

A bird so small, that’s what I am;
Name me puny, that’s all I have;
My feeble wings are all in all;
To encourage me at every fall.
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The very first time I saw you, You bring in me, all of new!
I never know your name, Nor do I quest for the same.
Those magic bestowed eye May let a hundred hearts fly!
It didn't shoo my heart to fly! It did encage thy heart to cry,
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The basin of sand
By a claw of drips;
Such pungent its’
To crawl the dead.
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I remember the day you were born;
The creeping shadows on the lawn.
The vermillion glow on western snow;
The snow of clouds on monsoon flow.
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The light is creeping near;
O my dear, is it to fear?
You can't touch, nor can hear;
But the feel will let you cheer.
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My little lass
Like a dream
A small virgin
Flies around me
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I wish to re-write your book,
Every book that educates me,
May every know-how at place,
Only I, just another bad reader!
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Three days what merely is;
Before the new year begins,
Everywhere is painted new!
And the air flutes still spring.
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A for an APPLE
Let B for BALL;
C will CALL you
My sweet little DOLL;
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In a slanting glory, the yellow rays
Streams in like an affectionate lass
To give a hug and a warm kiss
On the snowy cheeks of the rugged path
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The day seemed perfectly moulded for me
Not even an issue succeed to shaken me
It appeared to me as if in a wonderland
With no troubles to shoot back at me
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The tall green haze
At the bend of the road;
The road that wove
Round the hillock court.
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Join your hands………Lift them up
Join your feet ………Tap them down
Join the woods ……Lit them up
Join the hips……….Round it up.
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What is there in Today's night?
So beautiful and so bright!
The stars are all in a glimpsing twink;
All flies of fire to decor with.
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Flowers all round that aromates me
Lights all round that dazzles me
Charps all round that wings me
Hymns all round that upholds me
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Round and round past the lawn
Wandering past the garden trees
She jumped straight into the mud
Soiling her embroidered skirt
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The dawn is yet to break free
The dark is yet to bid bye
The lotus is yet to bloom red
The grasses are still a shining blade
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The morning glory with tulip fresh
The fogs are yet to recede and fade
The roaring sound of a whelming sea
The sizzling flow of a chilling breeze
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The earth is ready to wake;
The dawn is ready to break;
The black is ready to fade;
The dew is ready to shed;
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Every night, it seems bright;
In my bed, in drops shed;
It allures me, seems upheld me;
Dreams of mind, of every kind.
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