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Biswajit Payra Poem
When i first kissed her, verses were beating in my heart.
I was like a bee on a sunflower.
The numbness you feel
running through my ink,
Is nothing but that nectar spill-over.
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My poem is about death of
Love, dreams, you and me.
My poem is about love for
Dreams, you and me.
My poem is about dreams of
You and me.
My poem is about you
My love dreams and death.
Biswajit
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Biswajit Payra Poem
It was thorny
since birth
Until the first petal come.
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The Blood is still fresh
Flowing over the mirror, sink and flower vase
His hand is still clenched into the fist, wounded
The walls have deafened, blinded by his sudden flame.
Those reflections are still wondering
Whom had he met, just before the break?
Or he had seen together all of them.
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As she'd left
He'd taken her name for all the reasons and blames
In every corners of the city, to all the men
As much as
He'd no courage left
To walk on the memory lane
And look into her eyes.
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Biswajit Payra Poem
I know you are there
At the bottom of the Ocean
At the deepest part of my heart
I know you're there,
You little fire.
They are scalded but not yet burnt
They're searching for you
To hold, stop and
bury you in the dark
Don't worry I'm here
To keep you alive holding on my tears.
Wait, be patient
The time will come
Time will come for them
To see you as forest fire.
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I've missed the last train home
With the bread
they're looking for.
As I was on the watermelon ride.
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Those dreams which are long pending
Dispersed over space and time
For a one single goal of
Creating the best of mine
Killing us day by day
Like a maggot creeping through the vein.
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