You paint for me
Coruscating words
That signify nil;
Empty promises
That produce
No sparks in moi.

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I have dealt
With too many lovers
Who fed me wondrous lies
And splintered bribes
That, now,
I cannot distinguish
The one who, they say,
May be different.

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" Disenchantment "

My country is walking
From morn to night,
Can you see them ?
Can you feel their plight !

The hunger and weary walk
May slow them down,
But the long march won't stop
Until of that new dawn.

Some died on railway track
Some perished on the path,
But the long march won't stop
As the hope they still hath.

We have our tears for them
Don't you call that farce,
And in ragged state of mind
I am writing this verse .


.....Prasenjit Chanda (15/05/2020)

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Its the transparent gaps,
I left between painted words
Which you missed.
It's the fulfilling lies
Which bred gloom
In dim corners of your mind
Which You loved.

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Resentment is not solution of any thing
Learn to compromise
Nevertheless I always keep good viable to all
I never flare up any one
I disenchanted for someone
It's like a unsavoury for me

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He was thinking

In the night of summer

Sitting in his small room

Recalling the memories

And relishing them all

Everything else is there

But the days were gone

Comprehending that after dawn

Weeps in agony

But the night already gone.

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उसकी नजरें नीचे हैं

इंसान की स्टोरी से अधिक लुभाती है
इसे इंस्टाग्राम की स्टोरी

तुम्हारे नज़रों में छिपे गम को वो क्या देखेगा
जो सोशल मीडिया की पोस्ट से बहकेगा

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I want to be your dirty secret
Your costly casket
Escape from his deceit

I want to be your strange muse
Your tickling ruse
Point of fuse

I want be your cheesy choker
Your emotional strangler
Somber seducer

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someday you are going to feel lost , tormented, low, disenchanted,remorse.
You may feel all alone on the journey.
And it's the time you need to gather all your strength.

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You never did love, sweetheart,
You didn't !
Had you truly loved, had you cared,
you wouldn't have done this to me and mine of all the people in the world!
Your concern is vested in business alone,
Everything you give is measured in terms of returns...
And for you, love sells dirt cheap, doesn't it?
I was the one who deluded myself all along.
How could I have expected flowers to bloom on a non-flowering fern?
Is it not darn stupid of me to think you loved me !

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