Shouvik Roy Poems

I am sorry Maa, I can't be home,
Not for now, not until I have
Drunk the waters of the sea
That bathes the sun bright,
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I get up,
From my withered bed,
Feel the floor
With my cold feet
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This ire, yes this fire!
Where did it come from?
When did I dig so deep?
And drew out this lava
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I sit in silence,
Crossed legs
Gazing at my lonely wall
Thinking-
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I stand by the drizzling drops
Under the shadowy shade
Of the veiled moon,
As the earth breathes
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Today, I walked not
but swam past wounded fish,
That crawl on the hard waters of life.
I swam, nonchalantly carefree; for I was drugged
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I was walking alone down a dark street,
And amidst that darkness I saw
A dark dog
Trying to cross the road,
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I saw you never before today,
And yet I had fallen in love,
May be I did, in my cluttered vague vision
You came as halves of crystal bricks,
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This isn't my brain,
But a fruit full of pulp,
Squash it,
And Juice shall flow,
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