SUPANTHA SINHA Poems

OH! dreadful death,
your glory lies
in the fear of those
who loose their dear.
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When the darkness falls over the sky
And the moon shines in that sky,
I find the image of your face in that darkness.
Decorated with the glittering stars.
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I WAS YOUR SLAVE
I AM YOUR SLAVE,
THROUGHOUT MY LIFE
I WILL BE YOUR SLAVE.
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This world is not yours,
this world is not mine,
this world is of no one.
We're just a mere renter
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