Indranil Bit Biography

A bird so small, that’s what I am;
Name me puny, that’s all I have;
My feeble wings are all in all;
To encourage me at every fall.
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The very first time I saw you, You bring in me, all of new!
I never know your name, Nor do I quest for the same.
Those magic bestowed eye May let a hundred hearts fly!
It didn't shoo my heart to fly! It did encage thy heart to cry,
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The basin of sand
By a claw of drips;
Such pungent its’
To crawl the dead.
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I remember the day you were born;
The creeping shadows on the lawn.
The vermillion glow on western snow;
The snow of clouds on monsoon flow.
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The light is creeping near;
O my dear, is it to fear?
You can't touch, nor can hear;
But the feel will let you cheer.
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