Tanni Bose Poems

Oh! How rude you mock
At the option less individual
How accursed is your domain,
Why don’t you change nature?
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Oh! Dry leaves! how swift you dart,
How quick and light your pace?
Where’s your destination, where do you heed?
It’s hard for me to trace.
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The unloved bell resonate, he awakens
washes his gloomy face, but wishes he could sleep
sleep to eternity.
Old faithful eyes stare at the alien environs,
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