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by Avishek Gupta

We walked together,
Moist grasses, lush meadows;
Till you vanished, my maiden,
In the cavern of abysmal gloom.
And then as my silences, my cries
Tore apart the canvas of night,
I went back home with a shattered heart.

You can't keep a finger on a wound, can you,
When you know it will bleed?
You can't ask why or can you,
When you know you won't be heard?
Days have passed and I have learned
To live with my solitude.

And when I look at the trains
Through my window,
I can hear the wheels say,
"Samsara! Samsara! Samsara!
There is no escape."

** Samsara is the endless cycle of suffering caused by birth, death and rebirth within Buddhism, Hinduism, Jainism, and other related religions.

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May 03, 2011
Thank You
by: Avishek Gupta

Geetashri di thanks a lot for your appreciation.
Thanks Madhu for your comments.
@Tanuja Chatterjee - Your comment has just made my day. Thanks a ton.

May 03, 2011
Samsara is our school.
by: Tanuja Chatterjee

To this painful samsara we keep returning since timeless past learn, to unlearn and grow. These circumstances, however ugly they may be are nothing more than just a vehicle for us to carry out our own human revolution. Your poems are doing wonders for me and I'm sure there are billions like me waiting to fall in rhythm.

May 03, 2011
by: Anonymous


Apr 27, 2011
Very beautifully written
by: Geetashree Chatterjee

Soul stirring with strong imagery especially the last stanza

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