Dr. Baishali Bhaumik Mitra Poems

Painter, would you paint me
today in all my natural hue?
Would you paint me as I am,
with my imperfections and blemishes true?
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The mirror in my room isn’t just the same anymore!
Now it has many faces,
myriad visages and countenances.
They all stare back;
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My heart is numb
and I lie helpless
in intoxication
tasting you
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I have forgotten to take care of my mirror!

The mirror on my bedroom wall has cried for long now,
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A smile
from you make me forget
the whole world and
fly, spiraling higher, in a steady flight
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He waits
perpetually and forever,
for a renaissance of love and peace,
for an embrace,
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Give me a handful of freedom
so that I can be the delight of life.
Give me a handful of happiness
so that I can be grateful to nature.
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I wish to escape, now,
silently, tiptoeing away
from this dins and bustles,
hooting and hustles,
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I wish to escape, now,
silently, tiptoeing away
from this dins and bustles,
hooting and hustles,
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Before,
I did not use to believe in ghosts or spirits.
But since past few days,
whenever I look into the mirror
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