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An Untold Story

There is something happned with me.
There is something ignored me.
Life sometimes tells something indiscernible!
Life often recalls a certain and indissoluble thing.
I don't know, why it's indescrible (sometimes) .
But must pay attention to it if it becomes a subject of indignation.
Thus, one could acheive a philosophical doctrine.
So, I am now the introducer of my former pricks.

I was once lacked in prevision.
I was very presumptous of myself.
A pretty face often knocked and made pretension with me.
My whole sense being spread widly, retained in a refutation.
I was engaged in a mellifluous tune
Which was very delightful.
But I was plucked from that illusion.
I did not know, how was I glissaded?

Now, I have chosen a different world that startes with a new day.
That's why, I give you my feelings everyday.
I guide my life with soft steps.
I know, my former emotions has gone.
Now, the emotion emiting (from my sense)
Gives me power to write, and I get a sweet essence.
Yes, this is the essence of a empiric life.
It helpes me to survive.

poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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