mourning spices
of a disheartened dude,
how can he say
clouds are going to rain
desparities are blending
within core of his heart.
May shower of tear drops
will flow,through the oceans of eye.
(dreams are) faded dreams
of my thinking sphere
collided with the reality,as monster
injured every moment
in my subconscious mind.
Emberassing sorrows
embarking sadness
haunted me always
I don't know, when it will end..............
after my death !!!
ha.....! I've already died before
more than once.
-Hemanta Kumar Pradhan
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