Sumanta Dhar Poems
- The Half Slain Soldier Often I pretend To put up a ...
- Beside Railway Tracks Across the railway tracks There are ...
- A Few Faceless Names A few nameless faces A few faceless ...
- The Blank Page I wish one day I fill up all the pages Churn...
- The Promise How many days? I do not know, One will allow ...
- A Cautionary Note Shall you live well, Then never try to ...
- Flying Ants When in the dark a lamp is lit up, Often in ...
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When in the dark a lamp is lit up,
Often in the halo of the illumination,
One can see the darkness playing hide and seek,
Wheareas the strong flame at the centre,
And they slay the darkness,
And also some insects,
Who prance upon the sharp light,
To pronounce, they are giving up,
And then they dropp dead and get mingled,
With the piercing darkness.