Santanu Banerjee Poems

Beneath the mango trees, the village hums,
A river ripples softly 'gainst its shore,
A breeze between the bamboo lightly drums,
And whispers tales of seasons gone before.
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In Bengal's heart, a village sleeps serene,
Where dawn's soft fingers brush the fields with gold,
The river hums a tune, a whispered sheen,
Through verdant groves, where banyan roots grow bold.
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O Kalachand, saint of boundless grace,
Who walked the fields where suffering hearts did cry,
Your voice, a river flowing through this space,
Brought light to Bengal's darkened, clouded sky.
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O sage of Bengal, in whose noble name,
The weary found their light, their voice, their flame,
Kalachand, to you we lift this song,
For in your heart, the truth of ages strong.
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Twinkle Tumble Moon so Bright

Twinkle tumble moon so bright,
Bouncing stars in silver light,
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Wibble Wobble Jelly Pie

Wibble wobble jelly pie,
Flying turtles in the sky,
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Like roots that hold a tree firm in the ground,
You steadied me against life's stormy winds.
Your words, like gentle rivers, soft and sound,
Carved paths of wisdom deep where love begins.
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Gratitude to My Parents

Like steadfast roots beneath a towering tree,
You anchored me through every stormy gale.
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The Himalayas rise with timeless grace,
A fortress vast, where heaven meets the earth.
Their peaks, like sentinels, the skies embrace,
In whispered winds, they hum of nature's birth.
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Upon the peaks, where heaven meets the sky,
The morning sun on Kanchanjanga's crest
Casts golden rays that dazzle every eye,
A crown of light upon the mountain's breast.
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