Dipankar Sadhukhan Poems

I'll never taste the nearness of your grace,
Nor touch the light that lingers in your eyes.
My soul, confined within a barren space,
Still hunts for peace beneath forsaken skies.
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Sonnet I — The Dawning of Love

When first I saw thee bathed in morning light,
The world grew hushed, as though it held its breath;
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I. The Silent Call

I saw a maiden wandering alone,
Amidst the bloom where scented roses sway.
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Can I retrieve what once from me was torn?
Is sacred love but ash upon the breeze?
Must I in silence weep, alone, forlorn,
While stars still burn beyond the daylight's seas?
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O shame that stalks beneath the veil of night,
Where beasts in human guise their crimes devise!
What soul endures such hell-born, loathsome blight—
A sister torn beneath unpitying skies?
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O Spring, though tempests shake this mortal clay,
Thy breath revives the rose from winter's gloom;
With silent steps, thou steal'st the frost away,
And mak'st the barren soul thy verdant room.
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Thou art a bloom within my garden's grace,
With petals soft, and scent of sweet delight.
Thy presence fills the dark with star-lit space,
And turns my barren hours to blossoms bright.
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Yes, Love, I come—to you I soon shall fly,
Where dreams unfold beneath the silver light.
Together wrapped in stars, just you and I,
Shall walk through gardens blooming in the night.
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By Jamuna's banks, where golden rivers glide,
The Taj, a symbol pure, of love's sweet grace,
In marble clad, with beauty sanctified,
It triumphs o'er the years, time cannot trace.
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Art thou but dream, or fleeting shadow's grace?
Thy visage haunts my waking thoughts each day.
At times, thou comest with the rainbow's trace,
A prism cast in afternoon's soft ray.
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