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Best Poems Written by Pinaki Ranjan Mukherjee

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Forgetting You

Well, I’m moving on, you know.
I’m forgetting you; I thought that -
the whole day.

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Analogy of Life

Analogy of Life


Faults of
life, might be,
for 
opting some analogy;

Humans earn or
inscribe poem,
or write an ode and earn,
with or lacking a logic, 
and similitude;

But all manifest in 
void and
life becomes a finding,
humans, the modules
and our analogy – 
become elements
to instigate the poison
to irrationalize the self.

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Selfish

Gave you everything of mine -
Let me keep this poem for myself.

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Cycle

Cycle

'am afraid to sleep,
if I forget you;
and I don't want to wake up -
as your memories will be back.

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Recycling Usage

Recycling Usage

Use the stones 
of my grave,
to build your home;
Use the wood
of my coffin, 
to heat your home up;
Use my bones
to feed your pet;
Use my memory
to define -
a loser.

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Pilgrimage

Night comes,
Day looms and goes,
I become older 
And older
And a little bit older
With the 
Hope 
Of maybe, maybe
Less pace of my aging – 
Of loosing the dreams,
Romance, indiscipline and so on –
Thinking,
Like a lost sailor,
Putting the hat down 
After so many years in the sea,
Where – 
Where I am 
Going;
No destination, mere – 
Destiny?
Asking himself,
Why?
Dark clouds and the 
Same moon,
And those stars – 
Where are we all going?
Together or
Discrete?
Vow of silence 
Comes
With Shear
Consciousness-
But tickling of eyes
Fade away.
Morning comes 
To go by soon.
Forgetting his uncertainty
Sailor hopes again –
Maybe,
Maybe there’s something,
Eternal;
Separate 
or together with him
with less pace till
the last step 
towards the destination 
or destiny.
Bestow innocence, 
And sincerity- 
unto me.
Explode my heart,
once more and again.
Saturate me;
With ache- 
and farce.
Give charm,
on everyone
And also glee;
Reward innocence- 
and sincerity 
unto me.

Two Poems: First - Destination or Destiny (7/9/2010)
Second - Gifted Decoration (11/15/2010)

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A Boon- To Wake Up

A boon- to wake up


Now this God
had one boon left, that - 
I stored within myself.
Dirty ash – spread over the ground
and the bird rose – the phoenix, might be a true monk;

Eras and eras went by
No one rose again from the ash;

The God is ash now and me too.
I bless you God within me – wake up, live and rise again.
My ash is lying - right here, waiting.

Make me free like the light-
that falls on everything; but remains indifferent.

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Post-Funeral Me

"Gorgeous" -
she said;
and added -
"mysterious" too.
dark suit, black tie - 
silhouette -
she saw 
dress,
you saw physique;
blind God asked -
"what's going on dude"?
my sigh replied,
I'm mourning over my death.

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Materialistic Sorrow

Materialistic Sorrow


It’s not
a gun
Or 
the funny rope
The crooked cross
On the pale tomb
Or leaf
of the wreath
Dog puking blood
And seeing
two moons
On a single perception
It’s all
a materialistic sorrow
And –
That’s what – 
- I’m not 
- talking about.

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Destination Or Destiny

Night comes,
Day looms and goes,
I become older 
And older
And a little bit older
With the 
Hope 
Of maybe, maybe
Less pace of my aging – 
Of loosing the dreams,
Romance, indiscipline and so on –
Thinking,
Like a lost sailor,
Putting the hat down 
After so many years in the sea,
Where – 
Where I am 
Going;
No destination, mere – 
Destiny?
Asking himself,
Why?
Dark clouds and the 
Same moon,
And those stars – 
Where are we all going?
Together or
Discrete?
Vow of silence 
Comes
With Shear
Consciousness-
But tickling of eyes
Fade away.
Morning comes 
To go by soon.
Forgetting his uncertainty
Sailor hopes again –
Maybe,
Maybe there’s something,
Eternal;
Separate 
or together with him
with less pace till
the last step 
towards the destination 
or destiny.