Tapas Baidya Poems

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
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In scorching summer the trees behave like human
They call by their shadow made with the sun
And the leaves
And the petals
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I work hard from sun to moon
In spite of that my fate finds nothing
I am like a local train
Nobody looks behind after arriving at their stoppages
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Someone is waiting
For his lost ladylove...

He is standing at
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I write your name on the golden sand
The stormy waves delet it repeatedly
Jostling all my pleasure with severe grief
You have walked along a row of trapeze
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God you are my air
It is invisible one
It animates us
It surrounds
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These
are the poems on the earth
written by the nature
These
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For a bridge
Two banks are essential
For love
Two hearts are needed
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An unconditional love is
Actually a gift from God
If anyone can try hard
He may achieve that
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