Breaking my heart, my heart,
Breaking my heart,
where had, where had been you for so long,
O, say you,
...
Though the people call him liberal and light,
But Khushwant Singh was not at all so,
A very serious man indeed,
Sober and elegant,
...
Rome Basu
As a poet is a globe-trotter,
An insider as well as an outsider
As he lived and served in the U.N.O.
...
I shall not remain
But the flowers will;
My poems too will not remain
But the flowers will.
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You are my first love, first love,
Believe me,
Just believe,
Said he.
...
Those who have just begun to write
Are also calling themselves poets and poetesses
And this embarrasses us most,
Baffles us most.
...
Kamrupa Kamakhya Devi,
A mere glance of the Tantrica Devi
Redeems and absolves of the past sins,
Kamrupa Kamakhya Devi,
...
The spring has given way to,
The scorching summer has started to show
And fall upon,
The fire flames as icicles hanging by
...
Kalpurusha,
Static and fixed,
Ever watchful, ever passing,
Say you,
...
They say it this is his house, their house,
But my house I have been not able to locate it
As and when took I to the roads,
Where is my house?
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