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Subir Sengupta Poem
I am yet to feel the vibration of life
I am living my life only physically...
I know, I breathe like all other souls
Yet, my living is irrelevant totally.
Life is for living, living typically
We are tuned to this simple melody...
The need for vibration is rarely seen
My hunt for vibration is really shady.
A difficult yearning, I know, I have
I try to reach its periphery at least...
Sometimes, I feel, I have made it
Later, I realize the feeling was mist.
This body moves almost all the time
Yet, I seek vibration that I haven’t felt...
The vibration is not akin to budge
It is something beyond movement.
Vibration of life is subtle in nature
This simple fact is well known to all...
Life vibrates with happiness in peace
May be my happiness is not that tall.
My senses are alert in passing time,
When toiling for life goes on and on...
Living continues without hindrance
That is not so significant to mention.
The earth itself in a transition phase
Naturally, we too are in this mode...
Whether I succeed to find vibration,
This is indubitably a difficult code.
Is there anyone, who realized this end?
I submit to this man to find the hint...
My mind will not rest until it ceases
Till then, vibration is my mind’s stint.
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Copyright © Subir Sengupta | Year Posted 2016
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Subir Sengupta Poem
Love is dying, not dying in nature
Dying in minds of living beings
Love is suffocating every moment
Minds are helpless in their trying.
Love does not want to pass away
Not now or later in the future
Love wants to linger unendingly
That is the only aspiration so far.
Love has no past, only present
This second is its best moment
Love intends to play love games
Irrespective of existing sentiment.
Love kindles as well as inflames
No matter how the surrounding is!
Love does not seek provocation
Never let opportunities to miss.
Love despises all false notions
Does not ponder ever on beauty
Love is unique, non-comparable
Certainly does not like cruelty.
Love yearns for access to warmth
Wishes to raise the heat in the tub
Love mixes up no word in love
Knows only love and more love.
Copyright © Subir Sengupta | Year Posted 2017
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