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Sanglap Kundu Poem
Night is cold and dark.
This night reminds me a villain ark.
So many demons and gods fight till the end.
No one will win , you have to understand.
Outside is not just cold ,
it's your heart which is getting old.
You think your days were golden ,
but believe me buddy it was all burden .
You become a poet now because you stuck in
past memories which has no use ,
it will make your brain fuze .
One day you will feel peace ,
that day this world will move on from you selfishly.
This night is not just a night , it's your life .
You become cold because you maybe half died or maybe you waiting to be dead .
Copyright © Sanglap Kundu | Year Posted 2024
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Sanglap Kundu Poem
Agony of heart ,
diseases of this world ,
full of pain has taken my body ;
soul is ready to give up ,
seeing such brutality and reality,
I expect nothing .
This world is dead ,
full of hatred took it's soul ;
Everything is silent now ,
nothing will change now ;
Still some people are happy ,
they are happy with others suffering!
humanity has no offerings .
Everything is finished,
nothing is left ,
only left is pain and death .
Copyright © Sanglap Kundu | Year Posted 2024
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Sanglap Kundu Poem
Cloud is getting dark .
It's going to rain ,
that reminds the pain .
I want to kiss the rain !
I want to kiss the rain !
I am so thirsty ;
now I understand,
this is pain of my thrist .
The grief of this heart will extinguise,
will extinguise when I kiss the rain .
Pains are healing ;
water is pouring and
my heart is stopping.
Rain , Rain , I saw many rains .
I never kiss them .
This time I kiss the rain.
By Sanglap
Copyright © Sanglap Kundu | Year Posted 2024
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Sanglap Kundu Poem
On a full moon day ,
Like some mysteries way ;
Trees are shivering,
Silently wind is blowing ;
I don't know what is this ,
It's a demon or a cat ?
It's chill my spine ,
I forgot my song's line .
Darkness is everywhere,
I can't escape anywhere.
My heart is beating,
clock is also ticking,
Time is not enough;
Situation is getting tough.
Desparate lonely souls,
All becomes the ghosts .
There's a monster inside ,
Which is coming outside.
All this mythical fantasy ,
I become the mystery.
Does all of this real ?
or just a fear of my mind ?.
Copyright © Sanglap Kundu | Year Posted 2024
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