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I writing the history of sadness,
Sadness befalling humanityAnd mankind reeling under,You do not know how sad am I,You do not know how sorry am I!
Amartya Sen, sir, I am not interested in your developmental economics
And improved uponWith your understanding ofFamine, floods, poverty, development and economicsRather than your personal lifePunctuated by the arrival of three ladies,Nanabaneeta Dev SenBut the marriage broke as for your departure to foreignAnd thereafter married you Eva Colorni in 1973But she passed away untimelyAnd finally turned you to RothschildAnd the rest I do not knowAnd from…
I Love You, I Love You, How Many Times Shall I?
How many times shall I? ,Said the girl.Again, said he,Do you love me,Do you love me?Said she,I love you, love you,How many times shall I?
I love you but fear you the most, you and your eyes,
Fearing to look intoAs may fall in love with you.I fear to look into the eyes, I fear to look into your eyes,Dark and lovely.
How sinful
LosingMy innocence,My ignoranceWhich once engaged meAnd my space,But how muchCrafty and sinfulHave IGrown into?
Give me, give me back
My Fiat,MyPadmini?