Paradise - Poem by Moushumi moushumi
Think you landed on the terrain of merciful palace;
Why the mercy? It does not bother
The least gratified motion of mortal traits.
Imagine, you distanced your world
To convent the parish;
Why the convent? You do not
Look upon the peeved, known way.
And now the episode of
Going around commences
And now the same world reunites
With the merciful palace: attentive bifurcation;
Unsuitable life charm;
Here pervades the loneliness of
Not being anyone around;
Here enrapture the emotions
By bounding and encircling
The mute, solitary while;
And creeping into a sobbing
Knot by chance to the end.
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