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Music of life
An elegant curved lampshade
Wrought iron mirror-frame
Dark wooden book shelves
Her voice glowed like a gem.
Melting curve of ringed feet
Creation of mood ever-growing,
Living movements, living sound
Making trial of every small thing.
Beauty floating swerve
For the sake of her purpose
Her freshness and rustic charm
She ought to be proud of.
Her delightful musical sense,
Coupled with rhythmic influence
Where hidden unbound pleasure
Always floating in light golden haze.
Of long limbs and curly hair
Refinement and fervor
Well upon the flesh -she scratched
Keeping no-hold-bar.
I rose and stood with furnace fire
More to tell in a far away location
Desirous-fruits, nuts and honey fresh
Her life shrunk into a long isolation.
She did not bother for that
-How well were you loved?
Her real concern rested in
-But how well did you love.
Gopal Lahiri…
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