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What do I do?
Like I hear the beats of a distant drum
Its resonance plays in my mind.
Caught in its rhythm, inebriated
I do not know what to do.
It’s you, you………and you.
I close all my windows
Thoughts of you still sneak in,
How, I do not know.
Soon I am swept away,
Like floodwater gushed through
A barren land.
Dancing on its wave, in my ecstasy
It’s you, you ……………and you.
You are not with me
Not that you would ever be
Would I ever understand?
As I do not want to see
Closing my eyes, I hear the wind blow
It whispers by my ear not a name new
But it’s you………and you……………and you.
Kingshuk Chakraborty
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Friday, January 06, 2012 |
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