Pranab K Chakraborty Poems

Rain sweeps dirt from the swines
No place they find to hide
In open field aimlessly they run a little
and back again
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such a wild horse
sleeps within
just to gallop
just to move fast
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To please my boss-leaders
I have murdered numbers of opposition men
burned many houses by fire
raped many times to teach them lessons
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we always busy
to weave another sky
you can fly freely
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night is no mystery
night is dark
it needs light
to see surroundings
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very close to death
the man who waits for dawn

ringing the bell midnight burns
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Death has no color at all yet
you the liar
the poet and painter
tried to make me convinced
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I can't support rape and murder of a doctor
Can't I because
The or those rapists killed not only a doctor
They killed along with at least hundred lives
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then ok come and hit the hangovers
come and throw all shits you carry with words

then ok your straps and teasing loyalty
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and at last I feel myself as a beast
anger to ride on the roof
just to celebrate flesh to death
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