Pratip Sen Gupta Poems

How many candles
Did they light for you
My friend
How many bouquets
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In the consequence of your eyes
I lift mine and lower them
For how can I look
Into those depths
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It is evening again
And the dreary rain
Falls incessantly
As if to wipe away
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At the gates
Of your temple
I leave behind
My footwear
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The paradigms of the ocean
Dissolve in your eyes

I look away
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When you light the lamp
I know the sun has set

Whether or not the sun will rise
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She sat on the single step
By the door and leaned against the wall
She sat before the stars had died
She sat long after the moon was up
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Subject to your eyes
I can live my declining years
In placidity of disinclination
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Unforgiven
I may die
But how can I
Deny
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Where will I hide my anguish

Your had withdrawn your aanchal
Long ago
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