Indranil Bit Poems
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A bird so small, that’s what I am;
Name me puny, that’s all I have;
My feeble wings are all in all;
To encourage me at every fall.
Perching atop the casuarinas tall;
My heart listens the wood’s call;
Festooned lands with whelming fall;
I am born to conquer ‘em all.
Reverie of thought swims my mind;
I will carry but reminiscence so kind;
The land to espouse me as a child;
Time calls upon me to part and quest.
Smell of maple from distant land;
Streams in like phantom sand;
Mary’s Ville allures me in;
Lutheran confessions rule ...
Just 22 (Fall)
Call for the wind
at northern flow
chill the leaf up
let it free to fly
falling to death
nay! you are wrong
The fall destiny
is carefree love
free et al duties
embrace an earth
painting a glory
in mosaic beauty
and a story begun