Ranadeb Bhattacharya
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On the vibrant waves of time,
I am a nameless bubble drop,
Bloated and still floating,
On it’s busy surface top.
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Oh Good Lord! How wantonly I have frittered away
Your treasured love, showered upon your beloved son;
On wild chases in mazes dark - - Oh, Woe is me
for I have not known – to adore thy light in my beating heart!
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Beyond the daisies in a vanishing verse,
Wafting over the ocean of passing thoughts,
Beyond the less traveled trails of life,
Where reasons retreat and dreams hold sway
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I saw the gurgling brook in her dilated shade,
Ruffled waves sink in the disheveled maze,
Of cloudy reminisces from the wine of time,
Blend into the dark dead silence of a mystery - -
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A languid stroll by the deserted esplanade,
Watching the battery of waves glide past the jagged shores,
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The weeping sky in her pensive shade,
Sinks into every blade of green,
Yonder the paddy fields,
Where the poor man’s plough tills,
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Through the nimbus of wafting clouds,
Spread across the endless blue,
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Let us to the jungle of silence retreat,
Into the farthest depth of our potent minds
Let the legions of chaos and ignorance,
Become prisoners’ mere, of supreme reason.
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I whistle to the winnowing breeze,
Her twisting charms and her regal frizz,
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Ranadeb Bhattacharya Biography
I am a nameless granule of sand on the endless beaches of humanity.Nothing remarkable to write about since I have led a very inconspicuous life with not many overlapping events of slightest value or attention. This is my first amateur attempt at poetry which is a reflection of many colored thoughts huddled in the chambers of my mind. Life is like a river and I am a bubble drop bloated and still floating on its busy surface.)
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The Inner Me
On the vibrant waves of time,
I am a nameless bubble drop,
Bloated and still floating,
On it’s busy surface top.
On the solitary shores of life,
I am a listless granule still,
In inert submission I lie - -
A humble instrument of Your will.
On the mortal plains of reason,
I am a long forgotten dream,
Of joy and mirth to heart’s content,
Once found in doing silly things.
Over the arbors of liberty,
I am the vast horizon blue,
In repose with sweet serenity,
And tied for all eternity to You.
In the closet of pride,
Where the thirst for power,
And hollow legacies deny,
Many the rights to survive,
I am the unstained butterfly.
At times I am a winged spirit,
With whims void of selfish passions
And often another feckless being,
In the infinite scheme of Creation.
Baptized in the Church of Love,
To the religion of Humanity I belong.
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4/19/2024 7:23:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I read ur poem I love it great and fantastic job.. Ur friend Always Deb Tata :)