MOLOY BHATTACHARYA Poems

The assassin ravenously
Lurking on the impending prey
Maiming them with his grilling
That is fired like a volley of arrows
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Born in a village
She is young in age,
A promising student
Through her career
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In the abstruse
Journey of life
Many faces young and old
Come and go
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I am suffering from fever
My love for you is not over
Your image always mirrors in my mind
I caress you like an invisible wind.
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No eyes look so beautiful
If tears not floating from it
Happiness becomes so tasteless
If pain from wound feels painless
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In the dead of night
My eager heart leaps in joy
When the tiny green dot
Ensures your silence presence
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O Lady! Going away am I from you
For the long silence you keep.I know.
It is the silence of your growing love
For me, your secret passion and an affair.
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Oh! our dear West Bengal
By what name shall we call
The glory you had, does a fall
We are the hollow men
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Hurriedly she entered
In train struggling hard,
Manoeuvring a cosy berth
Sat beside a man ogling in mirth,
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Oh! You hear me, Desdemona
Long in your grave
A life of peace and rest you save
Here I alone speak and confess
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