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“And If you are going to marry just because you are afraid of dying alone/ loneliness in general ; believe It or not: You are going to die alone ! Surrounded with Ghosts”

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“In the night, in the utter silence of the nights among those little houses where old people live, she felt him leave the bed and in the pitch-black reach his dressing gown and leave the room. She let him go. How it troubled her, all this. Not much to ask, peace of mind at nights and a bit of ordinary cheerfulness in the day, some conversation, something to laugh about and doing nobody any harm. And not all this. A slit of light came on under the bedroom door.”

HappinessGriefLonelinessSimplicitySleeplessness
Book:In Another Country
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“nonchalant charminar ma, i can’t smile well-scrubbed twisted-smirks in your noble society anymore in the godly dense ocean of kindness with krishna’s duffed up white teeth with studious eyes of the devil i can’t anymore in a ramakrishnian posture use my wife according to the matriarchal customs substitute sugar for saccharine and dread diabetes no more i can’t no more with my unhappy organ do a devdas again in khalashitola on the registry day of a former fling. my liver is getting rancid by the day my grandfather had cirrhosis don’t understand heredity i drink alcohol read poetry my father for the sake of puja etc used to fast venerable dadas in our para swearing by dharma gently press ripe breasts of sisters-born-of-the-locality on holi on the day ma left for trips abroad many in your noble society had vodka i will nonchalantly from your funeral pyre light up a charminar thinking of your death my eyes tear up then i don’t think of earthquakes by the banks or of floodwater didn’t put my hand on the string of the petticoat of an unmarried lover and didn’t think of baishnab padavali ma, even i’ll die one day. at belur mandir on seeing foreign woman pray with her international python-bum veiled in a skirt my limitless libido rose up ma because your libido will be tied up to father’s memories even beyond death i this fucked up drunk am envying you carrying dirt of the humblest kind looking at my organ i feel as if i’m an organism from another planet now the rays of the setting sun is touching my face on a tangent and after mixing the colour of the setting sun on their wings a flock of non-family-planning birds is going back towards bonolata sen’s eyes peaceful as a nest – it’s time for them to warm the eggs –”

LovePoetryLonelinessCalcuttaHungryalism
Book:ফালগুনী রায় সমগ্র
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“your paddy ridden field in baishak is my soul’s stamp – not the heart’s in the winter fog i exhale smoke - not a cigarette's in bed bereft of a woman i masturbate early in the morning in whose tummy will my child arrive one for which i will provide two morsels of rice? without a party flag i have been surviving without the love of a woman i have been surviving in order to listen to rabindranath’s songs at twelve thirty in the afternoon sun i have been surviving no i never wanted to be rabindranath never ever i have never wanted to love sumita never ever had never wanted her body have never wanted mita’s body had only wanted her love but nothing happened to me but of course the khan army in bangladesh the US mines from the coast of tonkin and the CRPF hiding behind the sand bags in kolkata have left the china nixon treaty has been signed white black America has sent”

LoveLifeGodLonelinessHungryCity Of Fallen Angels
Author:Falguni Roy
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“אני לא מבין שירה - בנגי מאגומדר אני לא מבין שירה; זיקוקים בחושך המון אור, לא מעניין, אור רך זה יכול להיות בשמים בשמים חשוכים ככל שהטשטוש הוא השמים האמיתיים - כאשר ההרגשה הזאת מצוירת בקלות עידן הגילאים אומר לנו להמשיך, כוכב, זיקוקין - הכל; אם אתה עמוק יותר עומק חלל לא מאושר ללב החשוך יכול לתת דרך; המאמצים לנסות; כאילו אמל יכולה סוף סוף לוותר Anubhav Jyotsna; קח אותו בעניין זועם שוכב על המיטה, בשמים, יכול לקבל את דשן הלב. בורות זו מעורבת בדם בשיר הזה כמו מלח עדין, כמו שיחות סוליטייר.”

LifePoetryLonelinessSolitudeNature S BeautySelfdoubt
Book:বিনয় মজুমদারের শ্রেষ্ঠ কবিতা
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“22 Ιουνίου 1962 - Ελάτε πίσω, τον τροχό - Benoy Majumder Ας πάμε, αν το κάνεις, το νερόμυλο, τη σπασμένη καρδιά, την καρδιά. Μείνετε μακριά από όλη την ειρήνη, την ικανοποίηση, όλα ξεχασμένα. Απλά κρατήστε την καρδιά της γεμάτη από την καρδιά της. Τα μακρύτατα μάτια του ήταν στη θάλασσα, στη θάλασσα Βαθιά κλήση, σκιά, σύννεφα, windstorm, ουρανό, άνεμος Άλογα σαν τραυματικό yosemite Τις διαρκείς σκέψεις του. Πρώτη φορά σχισμένο Το μυστικό του δέρματος είναι σαν ένα μυστικό, γλυκό e-πόνο. Ας πάμε όλη τη φωτιά, το νερόμυλο, τη σπασμένη καρδιά, την καρδιά.”

LovePoetryBeautyLonelinessSolitudeBengal
Book:বিনয় মজুমদারের শ্রেষ্ঠ কবিতা
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“But today, people are oddly cocooned in their misery. Many fail to realize either the collective reasons for our problems, or the collective changes necessary in order to solve them. Yet within the awareness of our oneness lie both our power to rise up and the ladder on which to climb. A belief in separation is always at the root of a problem, and a realization of our oneness is always at the root of its solution.”

LonelinessSeparationOnenessChanging The World
Book:A Politics of Love: A Handbook for a New American Revolution
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