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Here Lies She

Just see How fearlessly Sunshine is seated On the gravestone And the caring breeze Whispering to the loneliness So absolute Beneath the tombstone A paleolithic stone A meaningless silence Guarding utterly alone The desiccating non-existence Here lies she Neither sad nor happy Decaying gingerly Enriching the earth Are all doors locked The moment we breathe our last Then why the philosophers and scientists say Energy is neither created nor destroyed Happy earth Taking her in with mirth Smilingly giving birth to Green pink and yellow Coz her face chiselled Poetry in her dimples Aggression in her pimples She made the flowers bloom Where there was just thorn Dried hay on broken bricks Rude words from unwashed mouth All stared with amazement Yes when she had her words and breath Flow of life like a brook Never dreamt of lying buried Knew her life in wavelets only In her looks A cup of morning tea A mug of evening coffee Fountain pen and notebook One who gave so much To life and society Will stop stay put and still Useless skeletons? In death too To herself she is true Providing nourishment to soil Making room for red and violets I look in wonder You are still writing poetry In these flowers of skeletons Colours of desiccation I am sure next spring Here in this green cover A Cypress will grow and spread A recognition of yours rieker deeds Now the afternoon is still here Moments are tender and pale Shadows are coming and going Stillness of accumulated past Intense is darkness Beyond death of life Like when a love Suddenly ceased to exist As I remember your face I earn freedom from this cold ice Your warm cheek and palm Are still a vibrant support In death you lie down here Stay reassured In life you are in our thoughts Whenever a candle goes out Whenever we run out of candles We look for you at our centre You never disappoint us Ever lighting us a candle This way death awakes in life Cypress grows on lonely graveyard This way shadows of deer and cheetahs Rise in life to engage our eyes _____________________________________ September 15 , 2017 Poems that paint a picture 2 Contest Sponsored by: Silent One

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Date: 9/20/2017 8:00:00 PM
Back to offer my congratulations Probir, on your fine win with this amazing and beautifully intense and haunting poem.
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Probir Gupta
Date: 9/21/2017 11:53:00 AM
Thank you, Susan ...
Date: 9/20/2017 12:03:00 PM
Probir CONGRATULATIONS on poem!
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Date: 9/21/2017 11:56:00 AM
Thanks, BW ... Glad to see your comment ..
Date: 9/20/2017 8:06:00 AM
Congratulations Probir :)
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Date: 9/20/2017 10:34:00 AM
Thank you, Heidi ...
Date: 9/20/2017 7:35:00 AM
Congrats Probir!
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Probir Gupta
Date: 9/20/2017 10:35:00 AM
Thanks Vijay ...
Date: 9/20/2017 6:56:00 AM
Congratulations on your placement. A nice flowing poem.
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Probir Gupta
Date: 9/20/2017 10:38:00 AM
Thank you ...
Date: 9/20/2017 6:56:00 AM
The last stanza is haunting, a great poem.. that is deep read.. Congratulations on your placement in the contest
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Date: 9/20/2017 10:44:00 AM
Thank you, Silent ... Glad that you like it ...
Date: 9/16/2017 9:29:00 PM
Hi Probir, your poem is intense yet fluid in imagery and thoughtfulness. Every line and stanza is special in its poetic expression of its message. Just double check Line two of Stanza two because you typed 'the' twice in a row... Otherwise a beautiful, free flowing poem my poetic friend!
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Susan Ashley
Date: 9/17/2017 4:23:00 PM
You're welcome my friend :)
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Probir Gupta
Date: 9/17/2017 1:59:00 AM
Thank you, Susan for your precious comment ... Am grateful for pointing out the typo ... Have deleted it ... Thanks ...
Date: 9/16/2017 8:21:00 PM
Probir, this is lovely, full of haunting beauty. The first stanza alone is already a gem. This is one of my favorites of your poems.
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Probir Gupta
Date: 9/17/2017 2:01:00 AM
Thank you, Agnes ...
Date: 9/16/2017 2:41:00 PM
Lovely interpretation of the painting--good luck for a win Probir!
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Probir Gupta
Date: 9/17/2017 2:01:00 AM
Thanks, Vijay ...

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