Suman Kumar Das


Near And Dear - Poem by Suman Kumar Das

I roam here and there
Asking everybody, ‘Who is dear? ’
Life or death, joy or sorrow,
Dark or light, friend or foe.

Day after day, year after year,
Time passes, none comes to near.
Many a gain and loss in life,
But I never lose my grip.
I welcome eightieth winter.
As moribund, still longing for answer.

Lastly someone whispers in my ear
That 'All are Near and Dear'.
When I open my third eye
Both sides of a coin I see.


Comments about Near And Dear by Suman Kumar Das

  • Silver Star - 3,527 Points Susan Lacovara (3/3/2014 4:03:00 PM)

    All truly is near and dear for those who wish to witness the beauty and bounty of all around them. This is a pleasant reminder that we need slow down and appreciate life...PEACE (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 9,259 Points Geetha Jayakumar (11/21/2013 1:04:00 AM)

    When I open my third eye
    Both sides of a coin I see.
    Yes, All are Near and Dear.

    Beautiful poem Suman. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 10, 2013



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