PARTHA SARATHI PAUL Poems

You may hail
my free verse
with the plaudits
of high-brow genteel
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Out of the ‘Visage-cave’
buzz out a swarm of words
and take flight in a jiffy
with butterfly wings of a verse.
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Excited feet, instructed feet
tread from the venue to the venue
travelling through a public street.
Patriotic songs and catchy slogans
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We were aboard an express-train;
the iron-wheels were racing then.
Things were there as they are ever-
blaring cries from trotting hawkers
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Abrasive pain bruised my heart.
It pricked and pecked at last.
My heart bleeds and bleeds black blood.
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O the giant black demon
you eat up the huge ball of fire
and diminish the whole today
into a diminutive dwarf...
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like love
you live everywhere
gather often in numbers
briskly twitter and scatter
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not two but many
persons live together
in my single personal self.
the bonhomie or camaraderie
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no desire for hereafter peace
ever bothers me the least.
materialistic and pragmatic desires
vernal lustful carnal desires
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O shyly blushed beauty
your dewy veil is tenderly
lifted by nervously hesitant
late morning sun rays...
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