Nilamadhab Kar

Evenings are also delivered here
Packed with the brighter mornings.
Shall your silences ever mean
'No more letters, or dreams even please.
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You are like an afternoon shower
Of early May
You come and go
As if you have never come
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It is always a half life
Whichever way you live

One side of the coin only,
...

You cannot beg to be a hero
Nor can you be a real one by acting
Nor by beating your own drums
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There, in a mystic space, in concepts, you now reside
Away from an earthy, illusive, enmeshed existence
From a mortal, suspended, maya ridden life
You have transcended to a heavenly continuation
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