Pranab K Chakraborty Poems

Whom you told your paradox
Quiet certain your pain
Derives from that source
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a simple question
made the man mad
simple a question
made the man animal
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Tight butts of the cow
Discharging dung
Just stopping the traffic
In the middle of a cross-road
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With clear and loud voice
Announced my choice
That transmission of warm
The first liking
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Obsession defines unprevailed conjugation

Conscious keeps tough to fight back gentleness
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not her sweet tune
not her smooth and bright skin
even not the tombs she hid
by her strained respiration
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Just a genuine garbage
Overthrown from night hole
Whole the profile hanged
And a passion to purify
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What you like
Know not
What you like
You really know it
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And lastly she spent her nights on hilltop
And lastly she spelled a unbreakable silence
And lastly she told me by finger tips
Come and join my grave
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Never try to dismantle
The dignity of sovereign
Height
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