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Nilakshi Das

Nothing Is Lost

Nothing is lost,
Nothing is vanished..
But, the transformation
of energies occurs!
The body will be left
after death, the spirit,
must be added to air
to take new form......
As a candle burns
and decreases in size....
Our body too, burns
and burns, to be added
in another life,
after being fully burnt.

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Give Good Day

It's my prayer to you God--
Give good day to everyone.
What's pleasure to stay,
healthy, wealthy alone?
When I can enjoy life's
each and every beat,
Why should the other
suffer its scorching heat?
I don't want to see tear,
in any poor wretched eye.
Equally give all people,
food, clothes to every Yokei!

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Someone Is...

Someone is there,
Who
Wants to strangle me,
behind the closed door.
Ask
Me if I know him-
Gladly I'll say,
No! ! ! ! ! ! !
I'm lucky that he is
not known to me, just a
Stranger-
Merely I want to put an end to
poem,
To wipe out my existence from,
someone,
whom I don't know-
But,
he claims he knows me!

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The Dream I Chased

I chased a dream and,
I kept in my slippery hand,
You shook it,
It fell on the sand.
The bubbles burst into color
I couldn't touch it though,
It gave birth to another dream.
I chased the broken bow!
Now I am a woman of alley,
I don't chase any dream'
I don't chase the bubbles anymore
My life became a Scream!

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The Zombie

You are dead or alive,
I don't want to know.
(you told) You left P.H as poet
a few months ago.
You are a zombie,
with cruelty and vice,
Nasty words get price,
on your dirty, muddy lips.
I don't need your advice.
You know Lucifer, I hate
the man of your kind,
with zigzag words and trick
who makes people blind.

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If We Had Been Always

If we had been always, always
at Indraprastha Park, in pair!
Sitting, talking, and hugging,
without anxiety and care!
I'm in your arms,
flying in a dream...
You then, giving warmth,
full to the brim.
Ageless, timeless, endless,
must be our countless days.
There will be no other,
no intruder in our history page!

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Run, Run, Run

run, run run with me,
along the meadows
over the boundless sea.
Give a twist to dance
as a whirl-
to roam in trance.
Call the rain and
change their course,
to drip in desert sand.
Rush to the tress,
to move their branch,
to cool them with breeze.
I am wind but I
don't uproot the forests.
like to bloom buds and fly!

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Time Is Very Hard

Time is very hard,
It fills our lives with mists!
Time is an atrocious teacher,
Who preaches and beats.
Stumbling we crawl,
When time whips we sit.
Disbelief, squats in mind often,
We fear it may anyhow cheat!

Yeah! Time deprives us,
Pressing under wheel of Time!
We can't get the past back,
To rectify our Crime!

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A Pair Of Eyes

A pair of eyes constitutes the mass of art,
A pair of eyes, tells the throb of heart.
A pair of eyes, is a cool forest pond.
A pair of eyes, is sorcerer's wand.
A pair of eyes, mirrors the soul and mind.
A pair of eyes, thru which man we find.
A pair of eyes, sees all our deeds,
God's eyes are those, one's conscience needs.

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Learn Something New

O dark man, learn something new,
so that hatchet can be buried by you!
O darkman, love the true meaning of love,
Just not to unnerve others nerve.
Eighteen or twenty eight,
I don't know what will, come and go with it,
without good deed, what's the profit?
Mouth is not the open-manhole,
By which a guy, may rotten his soul.

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