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Some day , on some other time,
at some other place, someone will,
surely find some torn pages, strewn
somewhere on the way.
Some of them will be faded,with time,
but some others will tell my story.

For the thirsty soul wandering
in this endless barren desert.
Is it the oasis or just a mirage?
After days of waiting, the dry stony eyes have just spotted
a touch of green on the distant horizon.

he ordeal that powers have in store for us,
Can it break our march to victory? No,never.
These are only testing times friends,Keep knocking,no door can remain
closed for ever .

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Arunangshu Paul
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Looking back

Was there a compelling reason for me to look back,after reaching the door.
Or was it my sheer habit to check,if everything was alright with you.

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Arunangshu Paul
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Sudden encounters

Sudden encounters without interactions always leave a trail of thoughts to ponder upon.
Should I feel happy to have stumbled upon what I eagerly waited for or be sorry as I could do nothing what I had planned for.

Toss

Standing alone looking across this dark and lovely night
Come on life ,let me take some help to set you right
Here I am tossing up my coin to check what's in store
Whatever comes,head or tails,I will wait no more.
After all,some decisions are better left to fate
But there's no point in keeping them pending very late

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Arunangshu Paul
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What more do I need

Whenever I find, my wandering mind,
thirsty for something more.
I look around, with my feet on the ground,
and let my heart to soar.
A slice of the moon, a handful of sun,
some stardust on my face.
I have them all, what more do I need?
to live and forget the race.

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Arunangshu Paul
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