BASAB CHAUDHURI Poems

If you belong to everyone,
You belong to no one.
That's the design.
That's how it's built.
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Five years ago -
I was deported.
I had a family.
I did not know my destination.
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They come to enquire about me—
a street dog in the morning,
a few pigeons and crows too.
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Here you will lie down,
your head will enter the tunnel,
a picture of the inside, your brain will be taken by the machine.
It is smart and simple,
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যখন কিছু করার থাকে না
তখন আমার লিখতে ইচ্ছে করে,
না রে বাবা কাগজ কলম নয়
পোয়েমহান্টার - টাইপ করি তায়
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Time is always renewing itself
with new time,
a tremendous energy unfolds -
we don't see.
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In the morning
a glass of sunrays
from a distance.
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I love this gentleman,
indeed a nice gentleman.

He has been in a position of power for some time;
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সেই পথ
যে নামে ডাকতে তাকে -
সে নাম তো নেই
আর -
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God asked, "Where do you keep trust? "

I said, "In my heart."
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