Suvro Bhattacharya Poems
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Butterfly oh yes!
she feels the pain agony the sorrow
for yesterday today and tomorrow!
she conceives all all the sin
our deeds and the dream
and blooms in colors yet!
painting the heart on her tiny wings
still we are stillborn sttuborn in our goal
lust for power not the flower..
In this world! Man!
I need space; a little
peace a little grace!
Yes i know chance is slim!
Life is here ever
Still i crop hope for dream;