Made in India
The day
I started walking along the vast beach
the side walk of the vast ocean
since my sanity sprouted
fixing my eyes on the north star
I was illusioned immensely
illusion forgot me
the texture of the land beneath my sole
the distance between that object and me
Fear of quicksand never dawned on my mind
illusion forgot me that a heavenly explosion was needed
for the north star to be the north star
but imprudent mind and eyes couldn't climb down
And now
The void palette inside devoid of colours
no more stirs me
the inability of brushing dream with colours
doesn't make any sense to my mind now
the fiery emotions are lying as unaltered charcoal
The lagoon is too feeble to steam out the remnant blue
whatever beauty is beheld scent inhaled
can't twitch my inner eyes
piercing translucent layers of my mind
But
My exterior can hear the tinkle
of my inner emptiness
Biswarup Sinha Roy(C)23/11/2016
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वो जो हँसते हुए दिखते है न लोग
अक्सर वो कुछ तन्हा से होते है
पराये अहसासों को लफ़्ज देतें है
खुद के दर्द पर खामोश रहते है
जो पोछतें दूसरे के आँसू अक्सर
खुद अँधेरे में तकिये को भिगोते है
वो जो हँसते हुए दिखते है लोग
अक्सर वो कुछ तन्हा से होते है
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