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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At this moment
bombs are exploding,
smoke billows outward,
people hide indoors,
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Something works between us two
that neither of us knows for sure.
The road turns at the same time,
a flower starts to speak in rhyme.
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So many roads in front of me,
For someone might make a difference.
I am now lost at the crossing—
Could you tell me the shortest route?
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Indeed something is wrong—
I realized it only recently.

Both my sense of proportion
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আমাকে তুমি প্রশ্ন করো -
কেন লিখি?

কী করব? অনেক সময় -
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Every day when I start my computer,
a picture appears.
Sometimes skyscrapers of New York,
another day camels in the desert of the Middle East,
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Often I forget your address -
a sense of guilt works then,
but as I draw near to the neighborhood,
the map in mind starts showing the path,
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I remember -

everytime I was close to your house,
there used to be this strange feeling....
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Friends who give rating on my poems,
although I say ratings do not affect me -
they do.
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