Amitava Sur Poems

O’ my loving Paris, the City of Love
The cultural center, whom I adore and endear.
A city with art and abundance of culture
Where ever you look around will find amazing sculpture.
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Walking in a misty night –
It was moon lit then.
We two were walking through
Firmly holding our hands.
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Chirping birds with the arriving dawn
Woke up in the morning hearing chants in a Mosque.
The tired earth is waking afresh,
No one knows what tremors are waiting
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I'm Julie, then I was only of eight
I was blooming from a bud like a little rose red.
I enjoyed this gleaming world, pleasing my eyes
A world saturated with splendor, aroma and so bright.
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Spring’s fantasy
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Cuckoos coo in the branches of shimul-
Palash blooms in glory
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Enjoy being a complete you
Be an entirety and believe on you.
Do have a trust and be confident -
That you posses a soul, pure and modest.
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The way world is moving today
I am afraid to say.
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The love I had been searching for
Found it at last

Loved her with love and lust,
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Waiting eagerly with a bouquet of rose
Being so fragrant with radiant hues

With my thread of love I knitted the flowers
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A virtue which never dulls or die
Standing as a patriarch all along so high,
What is truth is a truth only,
Can never be stained by any lie.
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