ATUL CHANDRA SARKAR Poems

They dragged Love out,
From the darkest hide,
They abused and scorned,
Molesting with deride;
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The newborn cries and screams,
Unknotted from the mother,
It subconsciously realizes that:
It can never get another.
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Sunsets and sunset years,
Have one thing in common:
The hand of God:
Sculpting successive forms,
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A dream slipped out
Of the hands of the dying night,
Falling to pieces,
On the floor of dawn,
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Egg, the oval charm,
Does more good than harm,
Whether its from your backyard,
Or a poultry farm.
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Wrote a mother to her child:
Why do you say, I don’t understand,
I’ve brought you all way braving,
The scorching sun and blistering sand.
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Horrendous, faceless Terror,
Diabolical fiends barged into school,
Spewing violence on innocent souls,
In religious garb trying to fool.
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I missed you a lot
When you left me,
Your memory took away
My adored liberty.
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Alone, all alone,
Trying to get from
Urban sands, a drop of
Love, that’s me!
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The pink-lipped sky stoops
To kiss the silver-bodied eucalyptus,
The pale sun slowly sinks
At the darkening sight of betrayal.
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