Prasenjit Roy Biography

The moon lies on a distant path away,
Casts bright lustre, in a celestial way...
She touches the heart of earth with gentle light,
Poet measures her beauty on a full-moon night.
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I don't like my works anymore-
My mind is not obeying the limits of four walls,
I want to wander through every lane of the world,
The unknown keeps me calling,
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They rise like the break of dawn,
While others rest and gently yawn.
They don't need weekends, there's no festive cheer,
Their devotion to duty make them rare.
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In the depths of truth, I search for you,
You are my pleasure, my treasure, my everything anew...
In your heart, I long for solace and peace,
It's your love that makes me pure and rich.
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