Jyotishman Debnath Poems

death is easy
love is easy too..!

i donot like easy things!
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what did I get by touching the womb of life
what comes and what goes
the tears I cried
came back as a mystic smile of life
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there is a song of this vast ocean
the sandstone of desire in the seashore
increasing like the tides
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Please!
sometimes somewhere in the four corner
a deep rooted blankness hugs me tightly
the wind blows sharp
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a poem is dying
first two lines are hanging down
the middle stanza is screaming in pain
some words are getting dried up like the sand
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stained
landslide in the four corners
in between hangs down a midnight
layers of dust
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Now this time, I m alone
the truth is I have been
I so big! my shadow so small
the big sky is mine
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my body is my own temple
I'm my own God
my own priest
I don't offer myself to the stones
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The broken mirror asked me
' is it you'?

the gypsy woman singing a sad song
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you
you
I)
I wish I'd say goodbye
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