Manas Mukherjee Biography

Life's just another canvas this day,
Upon which brushes thy mind's sorrow;
And the pearl that made red, thy design.
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Of wild nature art thou born, lest, of clay, melt;
God's hand thy breast tears,
And as thou unto deep dreams plunge
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Thou O in sweet mixture dwell!
Divine melodies, in a lot, unheard,
Yet be a note more serene.
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That love is in two minds,
Thy passion gets breached;
The bliss, those with might, preached
And doth thy pleasure binds.
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I dwell in life's sweet truth,
The beauty, he falls upon the mud,
And bold glory earns, that pain sooth
The great golden bird.
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