A beginner with so many slender titles and booklets
Mesmerizing it all
With love, beauty, romance and lyricism,
Pritish is a poet of Calcutta,
But born at Bhagalpore
Under the pangs of Mira,
Thumri and ghazal,
Feeling love at heart,
Wetting in the pain of it,
But going differently in life
Full of contradictions.
Love, the love of heart,
Love of soul,
He wants to go by,
But the things hold it otherwise
And he mired in earthiness,
The love of the body,
Bodily and physical.
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