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Rohan Gupta Poems
Thoughts, they come and go. Like waves wash the shores, back and forth.
You are gone. Your love for me is gone. Your smell lingers in my mind. Your breath, your moves,
I pushed through. Her visage reflecting in my eyes. Her tears resembling my impotence. Vain masculinity.
That Night We Made Love
That night we made love to each other. Love, in its truest, purest and fiercest form. It was clearly evident, How much we had missed each other,
There Was Something About Her
There was something about her. Something, beyond words could capture. Something, so subtle...mysterious. Yet, so strangely definitive.
Under the starry sky, Far from the din of the day. Closer, More intimate with, within the self,
Take me to your lands, O Goddess! Your lands beyond the clouds. Your lands of free spirits and no boundaries. Take me to your lands, O Goddess!
Content To Die
Tiring, these days have grown. There is a lot on my head. I sit under my porch,
I love the feeling, you know? when you run your hands through my hair. I love the spark, you know? in your eyes when I am with you.
Hard to understand, Harder to defy, LIFE!
Comments about Rohan Gupta
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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they come and go.
Like waves wash the shores,
back and forth.
onto my deeper insight.
Hit upon by something.
I drown myself,
into deep contemplation.
My head feels heavy.
'What life really means? '
Is life all about fun and money?
A bold, NO.
It definitely has more to itself,
than just these superficial attributes.
Life lies in the purity of action.
Life lies in a smile.
Life lies in a tear.
Life lies in a thought.
they come and go.