Of Bombay,
Bombay and its history,
The history of Bombay
From an island to a metropolitan city
To a mega one.
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Want I to paint,
Slanting Eyes,Crystal clear.
I do not know who is my own,
But the one who my friend of bad daysMy friend,But the one who the friend of my happy daysNot my friend at all.But when you are no more, I am feeling, feeling itYour love, your binding, affection,Sympathy, closeness,When closer and when far from.
Satpura ke ghane jungle
Spread overA landscape wild,High and lowWith the waters greenAnd the skies blueShaded against the hillsWith the vegetationTangling with creepers,Leaves fallen and rotting,Bushes and shrubsIn a dormant slumberAnd awakingWith the birds and insects,Serpents and jackalsAnd the huts of the tribals,All primitive and pristine,Full of greenery and vegetationRunning amok and wildly.
Woman,
The pains of your heart,I could not,Could not,The world could not feel it!
I consulting Cheiro and Nostradamus
My 2017And yours 2017,How will it be be,Let them,Let themTake time to predictAnd in the meantime, let me,Let me greet you withHappy,Happy new year to you!
Banalata Sen,
Searching you,Banalata SenGoing deepInto the pages of history,The myths of beauty,Beauty and love.Are you a poet’s imaginationOr a king’s princessOr a nautch girl?Are you a celestial damselOr an artistic imaginationOr a girl post-modern?