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| Sankha Ranjan Patra |
She Sings
She sings and the sky rings
I walk to her
And her essence around my sense
It touches my melodious heart
It reaches all subjects of earth
And ignorant many maybe.
Will she care
If I leave without talking?
Her melody in my memory
Will remain with many,
Her moment without my comment
Will revive with many.
She sings and the sky rings
I talk with none
And her violence around my silence,
It ceases my hideous art
It pleases all objects of earth
And stagnant many maybe.
Will she dare
If I heave without balking?
A sigh of relief
As if much have I,
A sigh of belief
As if much have I.
She sings and the sky rings
I balk at others
And her view around my sinew,
It teases my tremendous flirt
It eases all objects of earth,
And poignant many maybe.
Will she fare
If I reave without walking?
Every note and every quote
So unique within her,
Every sort and every thought
So universal Within her.
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