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At Midnight In The Bakery At The Corner

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At midnight in the bakery at the corner
While bread and butter-biscuits are being baked
I remember the Rahman of my childhood
And Asmat's sparkling eyes
Playing carom with me

At midnight in the bakery at the corner
While bread and butter-biscuits are being baked
I am boozing alone in my room
In front of me fried liver pieces gone cold in a plate

All my friends migrated to the Gulf
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Jasbir Chatterjee 18 April 2014

I like this poem very much...the last 2 lines suggest a lot without revealing too much...

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i read until sister, when electricity was cut off last night. Then I read now, in the morning, and continue, sister, go and find someone else...Is this the hard truth that we have to live with? No comments! ! the last two lines are full of fragrance. Well done, Dillip Chitre. Your mother should have congratulated you in heaven when you met here..

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