Tapas Baidya


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  • James Timothy Jarrett (7/25/2008 6:20:00 AM)

    Excellent! Beautiful and stark imagery.

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My Window

When I open the window of the southern side
I feel I did not take any foot step from my childhood
The exterior wind blows gentle with motherly touch

Wherever I look there the woods arise
In the dimness of memories departed long

Time is nothing but a battle and defeats me repeatedly
My frustration makes me return to my window

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