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Grace and Solitude

I had an old ceiling fan, refused to rotate
Irritated every day with an awful noise innate
Disturbed my peace and worsened my sleep
Like the rusted wheel of a broken relationship
I was awake, and I was restless
Lost in shadows of night sleepless
Then, I saw you there in a thousand mile
Thinking something with an unknown smile
And, I again become tired of everything
The time is restless enough for such a feeling.

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Hibernation

Tormented soul
And the poetries sleeping underneath.
Prosecuted silhouette,
And the senses slough off and weep.
Deep inside a cage
It wants a hibernation.
Throw some sorry look
Penetrating an inapt haze.
Serpentine days pass by
Followed by strangled nights.
And, then it wants to breathe,
Under the warmth of ragged poetry.

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Tista and Me

My destiny was pierced by Cupid’s Arrow.
And I was also ready with 
The bow and the arrows pointing
Towards the shadows around her.
Then she stopped me and said 
They are my friends.
I smiled with a plaintive sigh and 
Shot the arrows towards the sky, cupid.
She doesn't know.

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Words and Lines

I search for lines, in vain, days, evening, night.
Stippled heads are moving along a morning rail station, and
Poetry sleeps at a stale corner without cover in this city-winter.
An institution, with awardees for research to root out pauperization,
Where in front of the main gate,
Poetry yawns without food, raising its hand and pulling erudite in the rickshaw.
Park, river-side, theatre, shopping mall, restaurant, museum and in the zoo;
Selfie, photogenic-faces, snapshots;
Someone in, Someone out from an "iPhone !."
And poetry winks at the bargain of
The hedonist with a street food vendor.
Then I burnt-out and
Search for words to describe you,
People in haste make their way,
Leaving me behind,
While I hear a million gongs rumbling in a century-old edifice;
Where the present is standing
Beside the door of a room full of the past,
Where lights and sounds lost their way
Amid layers of glass-walls and paper-pillars,
I find all my lines, somewhere there.

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Spare Me a Day

Everything comes and then goes away one day.
Like misty evening, carmine fog, gleaming sidewalk, ripped tickets
Wrap up the entire grey matter, placid soul, and go away.
I feel tired to look for any reason, now.
Maybe love,
Maybe dark eyes,
Maybe sex,
Maybe some other undefined desire.
What can heal the apathetic time within the hazy core of a mind
That wants to be impure to circumvent the truth.
What would see through us, then?
And remind, what is right, what is wrong.
I know its morning now, and sunshine will come if I open the window.
Yet, I waited unendingly for the magic that hardly appears in this time
When everything comes and goes fast, very fast.
Spare me a day, my river, Teesta.
Let me see,
How happy am I?

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Circle

I stood at the center and
Started to draw a circle,
Moving along a circular track with my moon
That grew from half to full, day by day.
And everything that was muddled with
The smoke from the pyre of dead fishes
That used to play in the turbid water, stored inside that circle,  is
Clear again in that full moon.

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Ice Age

She looked at me from 
The sky, full of her eyes.
And set my Spring on a fire
Where my stars and moon started to burn.
And I couldn't find any place to run away.
I dug a hole to Hades to hide all the ashes.
Then the sound of thousand years of silent breaking,
Generated a crack, 
Through which I came back to the ground again.
And I find
Ice age, solitude, and white back in my world.