Satyaki Majumdar Poems

Swim, turn, rest, incline.
Meander midst rivers of time,
Streams come together to flow
And sometimes, to drift apart.
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Hesitation,
Wrapping up the morning
In pausing scratches.
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Creaks
Going up and down.
In small, bare feet.
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Morning sways, bleary-eyed
Screaming out
Against the assault of the light.
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One breezy spring evening,
I sit at my table,
Hoping for poetry.
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