Sanjukta Nag Poems

Broken pieces of
Cold emotions are sinking
In deep salty sea
Of my measureless blue tears,
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Sitting by the mortal window of
A moving train called life,
One by one I dropped some seeds of emotions
Into invisible holes of wind
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Your heart speaks in a dead language,
My eyes try to understand it
With an opaque magnifying glass.
As if we're falling from a bottomless hill
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Let's break ourselves in each other's arms,
Like water breaks into water over and over
From one drop to several droplets
Then dust of water forms a new wave.
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Vermilion hue of your violent love,
Threatens me for confronting it
With grey shades of bare eyes.
Like someone has set fire on Mars,
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Chorus of morning leaves
Paint trees deeper in happy green.
Sunrays ricochet
From your eyes to my lips.
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Think about the pure white clouds
Of your beating heart,
Carefully kept inside a crystal box
That only unlocks by the whisper of
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When eyes speak the language of love
Only eyes can hear sweetness it spread.
Thus, closeness reverberates
Between the compassion of two souls.
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While raking the bottom of my heart
Carpeted with yellowed withered leaves,
A flicker of hope
Searches for the pink lilac,
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