Face Value
For seeing your eyes, the sun is shining
For looking your hairs, the moon is brighting
Your nose is likely a little summit,
Which touches my soul like the heart-beat.
There is no question about your mouth,
Which is smiling continously without any doubt.
Your cheeks are more sweet than the cream of ice,
Which makes me alive.
Your face is most beautiful in the universe,
This poem is only for my love...
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My Heart
My heart is broken,
It's all because of you.
My heart really needs you,
But you are not here.
My heart is full of pain,
You don't care even.
My heart knew you very well,
To let you know how I really feel.
My heart is now an empty space,
It needs you to fill that place.
My heart never told me,
Our world is ending shortly.
My heart now misses all the fun,
Which we together have done.
My heart has left with you,
To make realise how much I love you...
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Who Am I
I lost my name, I lost my faith.
I'm missing myself from the world I get.
Sometimes I found me in the burning fire,
And sometimes in the depth of the ocean.
The human being surrounds me are mostly unknown,
But the creatures for me are well known.
It's the dream or truth I dont knows,
But it's black and white were I goes.
The life is playing a game with me;
Were I have no objective complete to be.
It's a race were I am at last,
To make myself ready to go at the first.
You are thinking, I am telling you lie;
But truely-I dont know who am I..
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Rhythm Of Life
Welcoming world, with the birth thyself thee get;
With a genial-sweet happiness thee made.
A pestilence revelation objective thou you hates;
That is the Rhythm of the Life thyself you gets.
Understand the monstrous schooled meaning,
Thyself expected from the ordiance having.
Work hard with the worth you arrayed;
Try the picture of the future thy made.
Arrange your surrounding with a vista tags,
Buy thy Age with the degree thee has.
Make sure life give us only a chance;
To make history as long as you can.
Don't obsure about the thrill of death,
It's the ultimate truth of the life thyself you get...
poem by Kumarjeet Basu
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