I could not stand the undue rains
I could not stand the naked vales
I could not stand the tyrant clouds
As I can not stand my silver stains....
I saw the smile rising in her eyes
As the lousy night sets in her lies,
And the dawn peeps through my starving pupil
As the crystal night spilled off her cries.....
I could not stare at blinking stars
I could not think of saffron Mars
I could not gaze at glowing acacia
As I can not squint into needle-scars.
I searched and found the lure of apple
As the lofty air tossed the maple.
And the morning breeze whispered into the ears,
As the crystal night turned into the tears....
I peer through the twilight glasses
I tear apart the empty masses
I fear the night of fighting streets
As the rising shadow faintly greets...
Out there in the middle weeps the sun
The winking moon's about to shun-
The purple lore and midnight whore...
As the fire in the night sails ashore......
Baranagar Heritage Walk
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