Goutam Dutta Poems

On the beach, a bunch of boys
With a football, they toy!
Kicking it high in the air,
And following it, run like a hare!
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The highland lass
doesn't sing anymore.
She spews profanities instead
As she stands by the road.
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Happiness is in proportion to innocence.
A child's innocence lost is often lamented.
What has wisdom helped resolve?
Has experience made us any wiser?
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The cuckoo calls!
Relentlessly,
Almost begging,
Cajoling,
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He just left;
suddenly!
Swiftly!
In the middle of the night-
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The rains this year have been quite heavy.
The clouds came in droves.
An army
In relentless pursuit
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