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Wednesday, July 2, 2014

LIFE YHAT GLIDES AWAY---- Rupen Mukherjee

Life that passes away unnoted
Just as a casual tramp singing alone,
What is there in the tune?
What life says in the fume?
A message from a distant alien planet
                        Unknown, unknown but must a mourn.
Might there be a life a day,
Might there be some mind-touching songs.
Might there be certain joy
In spirit and faith,
Might there be some overflowing
Flavor and fragrance,
Bygones they are in utter shame
Loitering in darkness in a lane,
Pathos and pangs are only to hold-
                        None to be blamed only me.
Gliding away that my life
Where to go bohemianism knows,
Who am I a question to note?
None but me alone in the road
Heart-rending melancholy that I sell.
Eroding moon in the sky,
Fade out memories in a pie,
Yet I walk in endless shy

                        Who am I? who am I?

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