Arjun L. Sen Poems

I look out of the window and think
If only
And yet the mountain is indomitably
Sharp-grained
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I borrowed The Great Gatsby
From my own Library
Where I work
Knowing that I won't read more
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So strong are we to fly in fighter planes

A hundred miles above the fleecy clouds
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She calls me in the cold dark morning
From five thousand miles away
I hear the mobile chirrup and my heart
Knots with the familiar slight dread
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I came across a photo on the internet
Of a place in the hills I knew so well from childhood
There it was still, a big wooden rain-swept building
And the legend on its front: 'Kurseong,4864 ft'
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