Category: Poem-Kolkata
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A Lunatic Hit by a Car
In the pool of blood lies the Finger—decapitated and snatched From its owner’s hand. Whose finger was that? Every one knew nothing of the man; Every one knows something of the man. Lonely and singular finger was thumb; The nail of whose has been uprooted And now there a fly flies Shading its hazed shadow…
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Neigh
The old horse neigh echoing the oldness of the alley where it was sheltered– A destitute building with ferns and mosses, grown freshly last monsoon, and now multicolored; An owner who has no one to look after him; a room he lives broken with seasonal winds and– Breeze waltzing through the broken window pane–located overlooking…
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নতুন প্রেম/New Love
হাওয়ায় মিশছে হলুদ পাতা (গাছেদের) নতুন প্রেমের গল্পর শুরু হবে কিনা সময় জানে শহর এখন ব্যস্ত, নতুন ঋতুর জন্য, হেমন্তের রোদ্দুরে সাজছে সে, তার জন্যে। Yellow leaves has mixed with breeze New love will bloom or not Time knows that. City is busy, for new season, In autumnal sun getting decorated, For that.