Having an experience of studying in both my homeland and in India, I not only observe and judge my way of living in a different way but has found a different black and chaotic shape of life.
By this colours of life I want to search the meaning of life.
I am now studying Honor's in English Literature and about to complete my graduation.
They ask me why I fade and pine,
And seem oppressed with woe?
They say what care now can be mine,
To cloud my youthful brow?
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Oh, when I was in love with you,
Then I was clean and brave,
And miles around the wonder grew
How well did I behave.
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It was never so easy to say-
The change you made;
If I am alive now, then I was dead.
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I, the Bengali poet, Raj-
Captured in the arrogant garage,
Be surrounded with the windy quarter howl
Linnet searching face, mind, everywhere crawl
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I left my body unfed
I lost in the numbness of conscience
I got myself a total love-less
I left my one eye frenzied.
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