ARPITA BHAGAT Poems

One of those unheard stories
Echoed under the walls of his alcove
Reverberations of lost childhood
Of dreams and pleasures
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Empty night
A Lonely sight
So far wide
Hollow sky
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"Pass, dear one, since thy pain is thy sole joy
Restless as thou are, searching for eerie unknown
Mahogany awakes thee whilst cypress blesses thine serene cot
Stretching days amidst lanes of pines
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Fame and glory
Delights not, thy senses
Sow no more, those carnivorous seeds
Forget lust, clutching thee tight
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Part I

Inexplicable restlessness
Of an addict's kind
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That door down the road
Where Miss Murphy sat on the floor,

Munching peanuts or lapping cherries
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Beginneth I not, nor did thee
Holdeth my arm and shaketh thou not;
As thou moveth my existence above mortals
Ignored were my pleas;
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Once more there's risen a chaos
The bare munching of the lost soul
Delighting the plight and the pain
Calling for a drowning in the paradise
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