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Unsplash Leisure is the greatest rich. Savour your moments of leisure, as moments pass to never return again. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

Unsplash Leisure is the greatest rich. Savour your moments of leisure, as moments pass to never return again. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

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White I'm finding you, losing you then - To find you all over again. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry #couplets

White I'm finding you, losing you then - To find you all over again. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry #couplets

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White Just when I thought my pen had dried out, You,and these mountains Reminded me of being a poet. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

White Just when I thought my pen had dried out, You,and these mountains Reminded me of being a poet. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

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White Incense of innocence burning On city streets, As burns the midday Sun. Streets, where the emperor's  clothes fell off Long ago. Amidst the dust it rests, As falls on it an approaching twilight. The lull finally broken And the storm beyond the horizon, Appears nearer than before. It's not new to have seen Changed faces in the palace. Join your palms before the soul, That is not resting in peace. Not until it is been served its due - Justice! ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry #justice_for_rgkar

White Incense of innocence burning On city streets, As burns the midday Sun. Streets, where the emperor's  clothes fell off Long ago. Amidst the dust it rests, As falls on it an approaching twilight. The lull finally broken And the storm beyond the horizon, Appears nearer than before. It's not new to have seen Changed faces in the palace. Join your palms before the soul, That is not resting in peace. Not until it is been served its due - Justice! ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry #justice_for_rgkar

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White Mist upon window pane, Relentless outside rain - Keeps on reminding me Of you, time and again. As drips glassy droplets From drenched rubber leaf - So drips love from my heart, So drips from my belief. Love but has many forms, As has this pouring rain - It only reminds me Of you, time and again. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

White Mist upon window pane, Relentless outside rain - Keeps on reminding me Of you, time and again. As drips glassy droplets From drenched rubber leaf - So drips love from my heart, So drips from my belief. Love but has many forms, As has this pouring rain - It only reminds me Of you, time and again. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

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White The same roads are not same anymore Have changed, from what they used to be- The same rains still splashing them though, In this rain, they have changed for me. But then, that is okay, I guess! It is how things turn out to be As changes river at its bends, So did change, the old road for me. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

White The same roads are not same anymore Have changed, from what they used to be- The same rains still splashing them though, In this rain, they have changed for me. But then, that is okay, I guess! It is how things turn out to be As changes river at its bends, So did change, the old road for me. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

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White The same roads are not same anymore Have changed, from what they used to be- The same rains still splashing them though, In this rain, they have changed for me. But then, that is okay, I guess! It is how things turns out to be As changes river at its bends, So did change, the old road for me. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

White The same roads are not same anymore Have changed, from what they used to be- The same rains still splashing them though, In this rain, they have changed for me. But then, that is okay, I guess! It is how things turns out to be As changes river at its bends, So did change, the old road for me. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

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White Meeting In some parallel Universe Same as this one. But at the right time. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

White Meeting In some parallel Universe Same as this one. But at the right time. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

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White Create your happiness, live your joy. Live your joy, create your happiness. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

White Create your happiness, live your joy. Live your joy, create your happiness. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry

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Solitude, I, and a Happy Guitar Out from my home on a sunny day, radio playing in car; No one there as my company, just I and my happy guitar. The road welcoming us with open arms and the song in my head, The day still young, warm with promises, and we are moving ahead. And the young morning then turned to afternoon; as it always turns- The seconds and the seasons, which passed by, are sure not to return. As the afternoon approached evening, I was still driving my car- Looking off the road I looked beside, to find my happy guitar. We needed a break and thus from the car, we wanted to step down- As we looked for a proper place, it was then, when we reached your town. Found a lovely corner near a bend - watching over the valley - In ones and twos lighted the lights, and lighted hearts unknown alley. The evening started blanketing the town, and risen the north star- No one there, just three of us - solitude, I, a happy guitar. And now I am not sure, if it's time to leave, as left the north star, Darkness, solitude, with city lights on; I and happy guitar. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry #DEHRADUN #city_of_love

Solitude, I, and a Happy Guitar Out from my home on a sunny day, radio playing in car; No one there as my company, just I and my happy guitar. The road welcoming us with open arms and the song in my head, The day still young, warm with promises, and we are moving ahead. And the young morning then turned to afternoon; as it always turns- The seconds and the seasons, which passed by, are sure not to return. As the afternoon approached evening, I was still driving my car- Looking off the road I looked beside, to find my happy guitar. We needed a break and thus from the car, we wanted to step down- As we looked for a proper place, it was then, when we reached your town. Found a lovely corner near a bend - watching over the valley - In ones and twos lighted the lights, and lighted hearts unknown alley. The evening started blanketing the town, and risen the north star- No one there, just three of us - solitude, I, a happy guitar. And now I am not sure, if it's time to leave, as left the north star, Darkness, solitude, with city lights on; I and happy guitar. ©Kaushik Ghosh #kaushik_poetry #DEHRADUN #city_of_love