Departed
Predictable. Sedated. Still.
An image in motion.
Subtle. Wandering. Wondering.
Lies, Love. Despire.
He rose to fall.
In-animatedly he cluttered
Maths solved his problem.
He watched.
Night came. Looked at him in awe.
Uninvited, he left. A new dawn.
Stared. Uninspired, he looked away.
And turned to night again.
Jumbled in the jigsaw
he found a part of him.
A fragment of his soul
Lying unattended.
The sign on the door
read Restricted Entry.
He forced himself, in vain
The door was himself.
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Posted on October 23, 2010, in poetry. Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.
Agnivo Niyogi
Aaganz World 
Resembles a poem written by Atal Bihari Vajpayee. I remembered that line : kya paya kya khoya jagne. Good one, thought provoking. 🙂
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WOW! i never read any of his poems but have heard he is a great writer 😀
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just say that i have to re-read five times. it is absolutely sticky to heart.
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Don’t know what to say.. my friend, you are getting better and better …
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Last 4 lines .. !!! superb yaar ..
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🙂
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awesome stuff…
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Good Aag. The soul is like that. Yearning for something….that is why people say Rest in Peace? ha ha….just making the serious thought given by you in the form of a crisp poem a little lighter…:)
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