Nirmalya Biswas Biography

Those untold words of love...often do I recall
Words...shaping themselves as images in my memory
How can I forget those?
Oh! how else can I console my mind?
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Smearing blood on the pitch black
Off to the beach, the moon goes back
Troubled waters, scuffling oceans
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The clay enlivened
Hearts weep outwards and within
Carrying along the withered soul
To the waterfall of youth
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Let this sunshine, which lightens my face
Be transferred upon another
Let the grudges of secrecy
Take a feline plunge, and hover
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You can capture a landscape
With the longing in your eyes
Don’t frighten it, give it a little warmth
Droplets of youth will embrace you
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