dipak adhya

leaving me you may go far away
Your remembrance is prominent to my heart
And It'll remain still
I'll not forget you ever.
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I want to go out myself
From my eyes, breathe, thoughts...
And want to adjust there
With the untouched folks
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Amorous night ends with dream
The received signals of heart
Make beautiful fragrance,
I transcend my body
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Still feel you are not far away
Still my remembrance are as alive as morning of today
Our times are forever ours
My heart feels not pain of going away
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I always want to keep up the relationship
That I come across on the way
During walking
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Hope is a silver line
That is far away but so near
Hope is a train of thoughts
That mind absorbs as dear
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Let us spend a little time
Within ourselves
Pandemic has sucked
All the ecstasy of life
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Now I'm resting under the shade of remembrance of you
Now I'm in gleeful view
We are by the river Ganges
In Botanical Garden
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Reflection

On each child's face
My own childhood pierces
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Whenever I remember our martyrs
Tears come down
But feel proud of them
And my head bends down
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Sunlight came and sucked the rain water,
A message came and soothed my anxiety,
The falling of the leaves and blowing of gentle breeze
Reminds me that you are composing your poem,
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Life has taught me to think myself
As a hawker
But there is deep antipathy
To walk along with the roads and allies and lanes
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This is not a poem at all
Rather you may think
It is a love-message
When the sun sets and the stars are seen
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An impure willingness always pricks my heart:
I know it
But never I admit it,
I myself have created an image
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When hatred reaches beyond limit
Acid rains start
In the mind of the cloud
And it drenches all goodness.
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Why do I feel
I'm no one to the earth?
When I stay lonely
Why tears come down
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Mother

You don't ever know
How many dejections are there
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The sweetest thing of my life
Are the sorrows of my soul
I'll never allow them to go
I'll never share them with others also
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If you forget me
I'd not be morbid
If itmakes you happy
And less troublesome
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In each sexagenarian
Who is short and fat
I find my father
And his son in me
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