Satyabrata Barik

In silent meetings of our gaze, not more than five seconds long,
In your eyes, love's pure essence, so profound and strong.
Unspoken words linger, a mystery unsaid,
Imagination or madness, in silence we tread.
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There's one girl who always seems to matter,
In her presence, my troubles scatter.
Her thoughts make me feel stronger, stand taller,
It's you, and my love for you couldn't be clearer.
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Am I irresponsible? I ask myself,
'Yes, you are, ' comes the answer.
'Do I know what I am doing or will do? '
'Why do I repeat the mistakes? '
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In fleeting moments, did my name cross your lips?
A solitary tear shed, sorrow's grip?
Did prayers or curses escape your heart's sway?
Yearning for one last glimpse, one word to say?
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Everyday I think this time I'm seeing you last,
From tomorrow, I'll avoid you, bid our memories goodbye,
But tomorrow's elusive, merging seamlessly into today,
And once more, you're the dawn of my fleeting hours.
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Girls possess a magic, a spellbinding art,
Turning idleness into purposeful hearts.
From ignorance they raise, to wisdom's shining light,
Their transformations endure, igniting life's flight.
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How can I resist the pull of your embrace
When it wraps around me like a warm embrace?
How can I deny the spark in your eyes
That ignites a fire deep inside?
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Today, they dance in the light of victory,
Their laughter echoing through halls of success.
While I stumble in shadows of uncertainty,
My voice a whisper lost in the cacophony of life.
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I am envious of you, yet you are the one I cherish most,
For your diligence, your gifts, your autonomy, you boast.
You're the epitome of beauty, in my eyes, unfurled,
The loveliest maiden in the entire world.
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I hear your laughter echoing within these walls,
Sense your slumber, tranquil like a lazy sprawl.
In silent night's embrace, I glimpse
The visitors to your dreams, in silent hints.
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Do not either know or care what I think and write,
It's just what my heart says, in the dead of night.
It's just what forces me to come out, unafraid,
Through my pen's ink, my thoughts cascade.
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I can't say how precious you and your name are,
But when I think of you, I write your name on a star.
It shines brighter than the sun's glow,
Guiding me through the darkest night's low.
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