Manas Mukherjee
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Life's just another canvas this day,
Upon which brushes thy mind's sorrow;
And the pearl that made red, thy design.
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Of wild nature art thou born, lest, of clay, melt;
God's hand thy breast tears,
And as thou unto deep dreams plunge
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Thou O in sweet mixture dwell!
Divine melodies, in a lot, unheard,
Yet be a note more serene.
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That love is in two minds,
Thy passion gets breached;
The bliss, those with might, preached
And doth thy pleasure binds.
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I dwell in life's sweet truth,
The beauty, he falls upon the mud,
And bold glory earns, that pain sooth
The great golden bird.
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Patches glow of bronze, of red and sapphire;
Golden lads and their youthful ladies,
Bathe they in hues of oranges and berries;
The tinted bliss does throughout prosper.
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Sacrilege, on Elysium, plays her flute,
And pride, his pipe smokes, as counts the past:
With love, his sweet holy dispute;
That she fled to Zeus, and sheltered under his trust.
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Gaia's mythic bonds crossed,
Ruined bricks seeking redemption
For lurking tyranny, alas submits her blood!
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Afeared steps, hark, forth dark alleys,
They crawl past with thy rise!
Thy shining posture o'er the vacant valleys,
Thou life's light, a beauty without prize.
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She still be made to stab,
But lives the year's fall;
Hues, the essence, doth grab,
Such was she, the flower of love withal!
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Manas Mukherjee Biography
I am from India, and to be precise, I am pretty interested in Greek Mythology, philosophy and obviously poetry. I respect modern poetry, still for my own writing, I prefer archaic English. Poetry is the reflection of a feeling that multiplies in depth. Well that's all about poetry. Apart from that, I like playing guitar, and by profession i work as an accountant and tax consultant. And yes, I like to paint, especially portraits. Another side of me loves to hang out with my friends, listen to music and other fun stuffs! Love you all people out there, who loves poetry. If ever you feel like communicating with me, here's my mobile no.: 7278993269 and my enail id: mukherjeemanas39@gmail.com.)
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Death, The Worthy One
Life's just another canvas this day,
Upon which brushes thy mind's sorrow;
And the pearl that made red, thy design.
The gore thou boast of, many hearts betray,
Whilst delays the slaughter till the morrow.
This morn, beneath the scorching glares,
And on thy pyre, doth she shine,
Amidst mockery, and eyes that hark dismay.
Yet thy life thou live, that did borrow,
Trading the glory forth the shrine
Of love and of death, but thy dim blood dares
Turn into light, pitiless ashes,
As, to all that doth hark, out she cries her prayers,
When on the lighted pyre, that sweet, calm face clashes.
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