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Super Moon

It is not a fact That the super moon arrived after many years And will again be seen After so many years It came just the other day With a lot of tales to say Whenever you come As the colours come In apple handsome Whenever you come As a yellow and red music In the flute and drum Whenever you come Along with bees in hum The super moon comes And not the everyday moon That we are used to, like our Tobacco and eructation sour Our brown pride and black power No, not so commonplace an episode Without nothing to decode It is a super moon When you come As a glide trembling in a tune Taking down the moon It is not a fact too That you will not come again Very soon May be next June May be sooner or later We cannot predict When the bones and bloods will be lit No computer to foresee Nor there will be one When the thunder will knock in a frisson A lightning will flash across the horizon Almost all on a sudden One day we see a lovely cherry on a deep red tree Inside our cognitivity There, there, upon the dunes The moon changes To a super moon No more camels in a procession In the shadows of isolation Existential fragmentation In the peace of night The delighted super moon May enter through your window And sit beside your pillow You may act Pablo Picasso Neruda Pablo Or blame it on Rio Morning night or noon You don't know when But it does come The super moon Time does flirt Overt or covert According to your personality Extro or introvert Time does bloom To flood our momentary rooms With the exhilarating sensations From the super moon Whether a Trump Or a dweller in a slum All including she he and you Can understand my view 'Cause the milieu And the needle and thread With which I sew this design The visits of super moonshine You have perceived it You did meet it In the recurrent current Flooding your barren lands Inside your chest Your resplendent moments of crest The super moon in our inward sky My smiling shadow in your eyes Our times intensify As we both live and die It is a succession of life and death The desire dances underneath ------------------------------------------------ 24/11/2016

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Date: 11/30/2016 5:51:00 AM
I love your style of writing, it's very inspirational! You are a unique poet, Probir /|\
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Probir Gupta
Date: 11/30/2016 5:52:00 AM
Thank you ...
Date: 11/29/2016 6:10:00 AM
Wow! Your pen was hot w/liquid gold ink on this one, Probir. I have to respectfully stand w/Madison's comment regarding your poetic presence. I know you're a humble soul, but every truly wise person has that same personality trait. I love to read your poems, they make me think deep thoughts, simple thoughts, and thoughts of not thinking about inconsequential things, only things of substance. Exquisite poem, going in the faves for sure. Love and more love to you.
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Probir Gupta
Date: 11/29/2016 11:09:00 AM
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Date: 11/25/2016 6:00:00 AM
The inner light of your soul has shone making us all see the beauty of your poetic mind! A poem of epic proportions dearest, Probir! A SEVEN!
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Date: 11/25/2016 6:17:00 AM
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Date: 11/24/2016 10:44:00 AM
Such wisdom and positiveness grows from faith well spent, and now lent to all who but read. Creative and deep, I loved the read, Probir, and the emotional intelligence ... CayCay
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Date: 11/24/2016 11:10:00 AM
Glad you liked ... Thank you for the appreciation ...

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