Sanjukta Nag Poems

Tiny words of sacred hearts
Quietly migrate from cells to cells
Blood to blood, inside mine and yours.
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The innocence of your smile
Is quite strong for defeating any
Heavenly shadow,
Embarrasses the whiteness of
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Clouds are crawling like ghosts
Over the grassland,
Leaving moist message of mourning
Upon the tip of green.
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Every night you water my silent emotion
With your jar of supple alphabets,
By dawn it grows into
A flamboyant tree of romantic words.
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Pointing at a pair of white seagulls,
Floating happily on the
Distant blue of Pacific islands,
Your curious eyes asked me,
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Maybe the sky forgot again,
Today is the month of May,
And blurred itself with snowy songs of winter.
My window has opened its wings,
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A Greek godlike figure of yours
Is caressed by my body
Countless times,
Under amorous eyes of moon.
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From the corner of my dreams
To the caves of your bloodlogged heart,
Every step is worth taking
To find the Holy Grail containing love.
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My imagination has woven
A boulevard of untouched words for you,
Beneath the purpleness
Of a velvety star studded sky.
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