Indranil Ganguly Poems

On a wooden scaffold,
there hangs a noose,
by a strong blindfold,
light bids adieu.
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Blood, blood, blood,
flay, rip own volition.

Death, death, death,
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Moving with grace, from ruin to ruin,
To bring the hornet nest, about his ears to sting,
A remorseless fate, seeks no control,
Unrelieved experience of pain, is too agonizing for each soul.
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Hey you, the sulky girl,
acclimatized in an abattoir,
browbeaten to languor.
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He's the purveyor of overt hostility,
with an even, sonorous voice,
his unique cliché of sycophantic friends accepts to veracity and troublesome meeker choice.
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