Kakoli Choudhury

He seems to be a poet,
His deathless mind endlessly flaps,
The unimpeded soar of a hawk,
The flow of the nomadic stream.
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The two honey bees I dream of
Droning, buzzing, zooming,
Mumbling about the night's darkness.
I see them whizzing fast,
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Life, Blink thee not,
For thou had a mortal fate,
A legions of mysterious to unfold,
Myriad tacits to be mould.
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Venom between the curved lips,
Nurtured soul of Satan,
Contagious, lures the world
With a scathing lullaby,
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Resurrecting from the broken bits,
She bleeds her stars in ink.
Each leaf harbours a lone life.
If one in the navel
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A bud on bloom,
Pampered by the sunshine,
Shielded by the starlit sky,
Versed by the dozen dew drops.
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Procreating out of Aphrodite's genes,
Every soul be enamored,
Salvaging from the Cimmerian dearth,
The inured sting be medicated
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The last day anchored the clock,
The swan song tuned in the air
Time flaunting its pace, accessed
Drubbing the trumpet of its power,
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Lolls upon the earth, a cavader
Carpeted with the silent shroud,
Amidst some farewell mores
Still, irenic, it lies
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The waves within me,
Whops the shore of my soul,
The pen falls apart.
I try to collect the bits
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Along the blink and mettle,
In the flagstone of life, I stood,
Weaving myself with anticipation.
The sonic clock coerced me,
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Bruises in her heart,
Dusk drumming over her poll
Dingy nights and foggy clouds
No sunbeam, no moonbeam ahead...
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In the grey bylanes of unruly time,
Lies the abode of soothing memoirs.
Blurred episodes of innocence
And the carefree moves of the uncaged birds,
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A man with luminous soul
Was sent by God
To blaze sparks of light
Amidst the lurking pitch dusk,
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The ocean of peoples,
The berth of hagglers,
Everyone almost roves around
With their probing eyes.
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