Chandan Dey

now, after a gap of some years,
with your shabby, dried face
one heavenly task is left-
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even standing
in the wraith-like
silence of debris,
I think positive
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The night was on the horizon.

My friend and I were walking silent
on a complex field
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The meandering path,
an endless solitary journey
with countless dreamy hopes.
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Leaving me alone
when you fled in that night
without dropping your beret,
i read the untold stories
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You've gifted me
a flinty world
of ‘bland' emptiness,
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Honey
when your heart
is broken into pieces;
not even the slightest
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Like a mirage a crazy I sometimes come to the surface from the deepest depth of the ocean, program our environment according to its own choice and start driving the car with an eerie speed & twist; the crest and trough change unpredictably and therefore mesmerize the traffic police!

Then it becomes not easy for us to know which pen is used to write the poem actually! If you explore, you can't defy its effect. For you it's the testing time.
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life comes and goes
like a pendulum,
evokes endless curiosity
no one knows
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(I)

You're like sweet soft breeze of evening summer
always making a kiss on me, but in no way can i
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what lies
beyond that fence?

all over,
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A short spell of rain
with a silvery hope,
a wavy peep
through the closed door,
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apprehended, questioned
i move on cautiously,

the path is probably the narrowest
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pain of separation,
an exchange of Love
but, exchange of ‘Some Values'?
is it in the hand of destiny
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With a special wish
i came down from the Hill
to connect two poles
some day
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in the beach
when i sit alone,
the bluish infinity of the ocean
always becomes
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The ghosts of disbelief
are moving in all directions
striking the walls at random
in the dark cloudy night.
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the sun is sinking
toward the horizon.
the variety of colors
has painted the old sky.
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The programmed top
is gyrating fast
drawing a tortuous path
on the surface of the earth.
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