On that table mine,
You left
Some artefacts,
Perhaps,
A watery bowl,
And a vase
With shiuli dreams,
And a rainbow...
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The State Funeral
At least they have given her The State Funeral With tongue cut, She could not have spoken for The rare award, The police have done the th...
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That boat of Madhu the boatman Is left tied at the ghat of Rajganj No one is taking it As it is filled with jute raw; If they would give... -
If me wakes you up, Don't put the blame Upon me, for don't you know? You wake me up, Every nano second That runs through my ve...
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Chapter 1 ------------------------------------ Amit Ray is a barrister. Following English tradition, when he adopted the surname "Roy...
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