RAJESH.C BOSE Biography

She was my Eve
I was her Adam
Every night we used to sit
In our Garden in the Eden
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I enter the quiet,
The quiet of my mother's heart,
A silence aged and deep.
She dwelled within this hush,
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I have to bid adieu
To my neighbors first
Then to my friends old and new
Because tonight I have a visitor
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This is the hour of expectation, my pals
This is the hour of waiting.
The night is cold and the air is still
And I'm waiting for your calls, my pals
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Looking back from this space and time
I know I'm an outcast forever
In different ways
In outlook
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