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"I have known music to be her timeless reverberation in a forlorn corner of my soul; just when life was closing down upon me with its pangs of haunting silence."
"Hope is the point the 'world within' comes to an equilibrium with the 'world around'."
"The cold that my body feels can be comforted by pullovers of our choices. It is the winter that comes back each year, inevitably; is how we are connected on the face of time. A sweet suffering of forever..."
"My poverty, I know, was glamorous because trading you, my love, for a better life is outright heinous."
"Love was the day when she drank and I felt quenched."
"Life, ever since, had been one gripping tale. Your happening gave it a genre."
"Want is the soul's desire. Need, the mind's crave. Love, thus, I believe, is a bit of both."
"Art is how you lie to the world without ever feeling sinned."
"Sorrow is true and beyond the powers of healing, when you can taste the oceans on your lips."

YET ANOTHER DAY

YET ANOTHER DAY
~ Sobhan Pramanik | Thursday, February 28, 2013 |



Yet another day had shed itself from the branches of time...
Yet another opportunity I had let go to make her mine...
Yet another smile I lived to convey her that I am JUST FINE...

Yet another moon lit night adorning the velvet sky...
Yet another visit to the days passed by...
Yet another drop of tear leaving the eyes, speaks of how much I need her by...

Yet another morning beckons me to live...without her
Yet another moment begs me to love...but not her
Yet another truth that I bury deep in my heart--life is so empty ‘without her’...!!!


DAYS LOST FOREVER

DAYS LOST FOREVER
~ Sobhan Pramanik | Monday, February 11, 2013 |

Cacophony of the past never receded…
You were still unaware how much you meant…
The fleeting glee damped to dumbness in your chastisement;
I begged for an answer obsessed by silence…!!!

Prithee, bring me back the days I awaited YOU…



Erotica’s of present poisoned the sanctity of peace and the desolate cries had buried me in your absence…
…I wonder why you never loved…
The stain thy tears had left in the ripped manuscript of my non-existent life…never camouflaged itself beneath my obscure smile…

Prithee, bring me back the times I breathed for YOU…




Lagoon that demarcated YOU from my craving soul…had dried to the onslaught of time…!!!
Alps that stood with dignity…had also bowed to mortal sweat…
The embryonic bud that was almost choked by the gusty winds had blossomed into a serene sight…
And just when I took a SHELTER under the canopy of “Someday she will be mine”…I realized, love exists in orbits where the vigil of night is replaced by stormy days…!!!

Prithee, bring me back the life I invested for YOU…
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