Gift Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

Gift



My granddaughter gifted me a pen
Uni-ball, smooth flow
I wrote more than hundred poems
By that pen
One day I will die
The pen will be useless
But the poems will be alive
If anytime...
You want to read those poems
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Type my name
They will come to you.

Saturday, June 25, 2016
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Asit Kumar Sanyal

Asit Kumar Sanyal

Lalgola, Murshidabad, West Bengal, India.
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