Paramananda Mahanta

O moon! Of driving senses,
Merge me in your oceanic pleasure.
Tame my fleeting desire,
A bondage to sip your lips in care.
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You came like a beautiful dream
And sat in the middle of the garden,
My unconcerned heart began to chime
Finding a rose to kiss in its vine.
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My butterfly heart flutters through the window,
Suffers doors of denial life throws,
With the thirst for beauty,
To sing the joys of summer,
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Once my mother blessed me
With good fortune and good life,
But her dream unfelt
With the advent of my wife.
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when ice cladded winter
Chilled my bones,
You call me to challenge
To breathe your calmness,
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Sometimes tears

I hide some of my pleasure,
Spilled from my fleshy chambers.
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What can I say

What can I say
When your soul speaks,
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Gossiping eyes

Carted by senses deep and drawn,
Mingle my heart to breath horizon.
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New Year, Spilling cheer

New Year New Year
Knocking on my door,
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Stretched legs: A fall for ever

You are making yourfull effort o my stretched legs,
But can you help me a little in your swelled nose of praise.
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Time clock

O clock stop ticking on the wall,
Beating me up to run with your kicking speed.
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My father stays in the heaven

Why you tossed with the moons and stars
In the unseen chamber ofsky,
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Mother O Mother

When I saw her only as a face,
In the cradle with blank gaze.
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Tempest

Who told you to return
In such a calm moment
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Loving eyes: whatlost inthe distant sea

She eloped me from the shore
To wade long through her fluid chest,
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Nightingale Inn

It singsfor them in their absence,
From the speaking branches,
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Alternative God: An aura of falsehood

In a freaky dream my morning broke,
A very
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Afghan: A voice from heaven

The pitches from a hinterland,
A faint hearted rug woman heralds.
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Dove lines

Gossiping with the pages
Fishing bits of you and me,
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Life:A spelling of heart

A spelling of heart begins at birth,
With the beauty of a mother openly match.
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