PARTHA SARATHI PAUL Poems

too nimble a mind
is too touchy.
even in lukewarm air
it goes soon wilt.
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tender physical existence
piously responsible firm at heart
warm with plentiful affection
for all kids of the Earth.
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come and pour your
citrus nicotine with
pomegranate zeal!
come and bless my lips
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All of a sudden
felt a terrible
tearing pain!
Put all hard efforts
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The rising Sun
of one drab, grey land
spread hopeful rays;
showered lofty dreams
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held out hands
holding taken off hats
garner generous small coins.
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In a tropical land like ours
days and hours on the eve of
a new year and happy Christmas
though transitory offer the blessed cool air
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As a proud Cancerian
born with a nest of fancies
I often mount the Unicorn
and gallop in the air, far and near!
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let me find out
one cool shadow of true love
where I shall retire and relax
for the bliss and peace
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the nightmarish break up
led me into the coffin of trauma.
came out from the grave of sorrow
at the beckon of a newly bloomed
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