Dark is dark, let it be,
Dark is dark, let it be,
What it was dark, is still now and will
Continue to be so in future,
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My God, what sin have I that have You
A Bengali wife to me,
So critical, urban, selfish and narrow,
Hollow and shallow from her within,
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Lover’s Gift which consisits of sixty prose stanzas
Though is a booklet of love and its feelings
And the poet a lover
Expressing lovefully
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Good morning.
Good morning.
Good morning to everybody,
One saying it to another,
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Thou'rt my hope, Thou'rt my despair,
Thou my hope,
Thou my despair,
Thou the candle burning,
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Had you been
As such biased and prejudiced,
Partisan and partial
In such a way
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Is this modernity to see her dressed?
In a bikini and a lingerie,
Doing the catwalk,
Walking the ramp?
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Chandramukhi, say, say you,
Who you are,
A beauty moon faced
Or the sun flower like
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