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Poet Arun Chakraborty's poem

 Purple Hour Clouds

The spring of light has gathered around
Purple Avar Meghalaya spread;
There is no water in the chest of these clouds
No rain, no green palms ...
The particles are the poison of civilization and consumerism
Gradually closer, closer and closer
Frozen floating shadow
As it grows, it covers the sun
In your own hands ...
Our love, affection, love song
In which museum will I hang it ??
Who will come to see it?
What do they look like?
We still have fresh smooth eggplant
Eating the poison of the body - floating
Becoming a shadow partner
Rabithakur you see ??

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