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Tapan Nath Poem
In the midst of a wet night,
discovered myself upon a viaduct,
straggled or vagrant, uncertain.
Not petrified by the dark, rumbling sky,
amazed to find the place familiar;
I perceived the faintest advancing steps.
On turning back, delighted with her presence,
the cold shivering breeze waved her black long hair, and
I insisted not to blink.......
Indeed it is a last encounter.
She ambled, at the fore of me now, only whispered,
I apologize greatly for keeping you without an answer for such a long time.
Involuntarily embracing her I expressed my gratitude,
Imparting her with the truth.
Conveying my farewell, plunged into the water.
Bewildred me, reincarnated, encountered my damp eyes.
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Tapan Nath Poem
Reclined under the shade of a snag tree,
A babbler piqued my curiosity.
Staggered by the companionship, initially.
Then pleased.
I discerned a lamenting warble...
The massif offered commiserations to him,
With an echo.
A lorikeet adjoined him, ensuingly
And, she twittered a novel...
Which was beyond my comprehension.
Nefarious humans are certainly not shaped,
To perceive this heavenly beauty.
His agonised warble was altered;
Now sings a euphonious trill.
Fare-thee-well, they exclaimed to the departing sun.
Much obliged, sings the song of love.
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