Subhas Chandra Chakra Sonnet Poems

I know, I know it very well

The map is never the territory.
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A poem is

A young lady love
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One day I found her,

My poem
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A voice was heard

Soft, violin like, as if
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These poems

Are the only roads left-
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Words of course are important

They are important for many.
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In those poems,

My sufferings were like
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The seasons have an order-
The way they appear
on the planet, we dwell.
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Poems,

like dishonest servants
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As my poems whisper to me,

Like they did never ever before-
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This time

I was no more alone,
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Such is the case with us.

We poets are helpless,
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It was but mine,

My poem, my quest
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Like the parabola,
as they say,
is the locus
of a moving point
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