Kingshuk Chakraborty

I opened the window,
I allowed the wind to move in.
Now cyclone in my mind.
Thoughts are moving aimlessly.
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Would be meeting you soon;
My excited mind was impatient.
The hope was as bright as full moon
Before the snail paced moments.
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You are still there in my mind.
You are so real,
Equally dream sometime
Like a distant star out of my reach.
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The falling Sun...
Leaves hold the evening sky
Colorful Autumn!
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Sweating mirror...
Lust thought the least
Left burnt faces!
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Not that we would die
Blindfolded, in communal potholes;
Walk together, you and I
Light the world with flame of soul.
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Drops while he runs
Balconies high up await a catch
Find throws accurately in
Not making it to the ground in time
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Colors of a Rainbow...
In tears, piercing light of joy
Makes a life glow!
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Emptiness has covered my mind.
You were gone.
This was any way expected.
What I never thought,
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To chase the cold away
Someone puts on sweater
Someone burns the dry leaves
And somewhere hearth becomes a fetter.
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I know how it is
When she smiles for others
And deep inside her a disturbed weather
Bangs the doors,
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Under the same roof they live.
Yet they remain unheard to each other.
One is stuck with Facebook,
Glued onto her mobile is another.
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When you speak, my moments experience all horizons of this world.
It is from being in colors of rainbow to get immersed in darkness of night.
Touches of your words throw me sometimes in bottomless ocean
Sometimes they make my day bright.
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They can't hide the skeletons kept in their cupboard any longer.
They cannot cut short their tongue of growing hunger.
The raging storm is pushing hard their closed doors.
You and I are growing stronger than ever before.
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I was there, even you
In the mist, we never knew.
I carried you in my mind
In your heart, I ever grew.
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Why do I have to smile?
This is how I am
And there is no denial.
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What do I do?
Like I hear the beats of a distant drum
Its resonance plays in my mind.
Caught in its rhythm, inebriated
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When my mind becomes battlefield
Thoughts get engaged in war.
When I bleed but do not know,
Which way I should go!
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Open the windows.
What are you scared of?
The darkness………
That’s fear of your mind.
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