Sabyasachi Sharma Poems

Sick I am of countless failures,
And sick of gloomy prefigures.
Sick I am of new habits,
And sick of dishonored oaths.
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On a dark gloomy night,
I asked the half moon light,
awed on it's gracious sway,
embrace me did I say,
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Abstract is the world we live in,
The fats we see are really thin,
amazed on my illation with a grin,
cause u are a victim deep within,
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</>In Realm of the forgotten
in the woods dark sodden
his pain gradually gets rotten
in his silence downtrodden
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Amid every rain,
each drop that drain,
of my leaves entrain,
the glow of this quenched land.
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Up we go on this treacherous trek,
Walking upon ambitions wrecked,
Oh my brethren do check,
For the distance left in parsec.
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To Wait, cursed are we all,
Kids await their tiffin break call,
Teens await their crush's eyeball,
Youth await an achievement tall.
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Filled of love,
There lives a fairy,
Down by ice's abode.
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