Sourav Roy Poems

The world's oldest mother;
You are in silence, silent thou!
I'm still thinking about the way I am going.
Silent, that's a bit dull, full with hate of love
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The day you took my hand on you
Said, the feelings were incomprehensible;
Didn't understand, was very crazy then as for
Love, which I do so, much for you.
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Oh Spring! when the wings are made, the dead
Perhaps, have been coloured;
Of course, from my orifice to bone marrow,
There is still thrilling, making their abbey.
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Give me the last afternoon of your showery day
Tired birds return home today,
The dust of the quiet path will fly today again
A little bit better than a lot
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Today I'm saying, what
You teach me -
I'm feeling - afore my fate,
After you kiss me.
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Once again, pleasure falls upon me,
Drops of water, just touch upon me
Your wet hair, your curling hair
Embrace me through fear.
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If someone tells me, to fall in love again
I will fall in love with you
That's the identity of the day
But it seems like an eternal period.
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I'm crying dear, actually I'm not
Crying; just tear falls, rolling down
From my eyes to nose to mouth,
To check to throat..., my tear comes
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ভেবেছিলাম অষ্টমীর ভোর হবে তোর কন্ঠে
কিন্তু না, তুম বিনা রাত পোহাল শারদ প্রাতে।
তবুও বৃষ্টি ভেজা অষ্টমী সন্ধ্যে
যত্নে রেখেছি তোর জন্যে।
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