Pranab K Chakraborty Poems

It's not me
Sound and lines
Made a simple mistake
Resembling the idea of a hot fountain
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No ban imposed on that
No ban did make any obstacle
To put its thumbs on fate
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If any Hindu monk
dies of beating by angry mass
before dawn by mistake
assuming the man as a thief
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I never try to produce
Chocolate-poems
To supply you the satisfaction
By licking and sucking
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a slice of sun-ray
with the winter-butter
my today's awaking
phenomenal break first
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Bloodless fighter
A child also can't imagine
If human beings considered
not as plant or machinery
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Vanquished predecessors
once fabricated their foot-heels
over stony calligraphic structures
once their hungry horses bred thousands offspring
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The tune
You tuned
At the time
Of my birth
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little but it touches
all objects open and scattered
anywhere on surface facing it
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nice girls are hanging
beside my side line
their pose and gesture
their flying kisses and pleasing shorts
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