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Absence !

Your absence is just like a struggle to my mind; My heart was an Amorist, that amored when you denied. My love was aphonic, but burdly and splendid; For you it was like a puzzle, you broke it! . I may not be the one ideal, but the real; My love was not esoteric, but it was areal. You are like an arcane lassy, who was meant by few; Your ariose beauty, always get me blew! . I miss those tables and chairs in the cafeteria, where we sat; I too miss those days, when we do late-night chats. Your voice was canorous, that never feel me alone, Being your absence, it feels my heart was thrown! . I was crazed about you for years, But when you refuse, my eyes were filled with tears. My time period was getting more longer; As passing days without you were very stronger! . After you left, I'm off-tracked; Your egregious mind, letting me get you smacked. Unfortunately, I stopped, when you blush; Finally, let me say, you were my favorite crush! -Indr
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I’m in love with you.

I'm in love with you, Whenever you smiled at me; My tensions get flew!                                 I'm in love with you, Whenever I look into your eyes; In summer I feel myself in the ocean of ice!   I'm in love with you; We will be together, If you love me forever!   I'm in love with you, In the tough times; You are my support, my spine!   I'm in love with you, I'll be yours, I promise; If you are apart, I will miss!   I'm in love with you, I never thought of others Except, you.                                                                       - Indrajit.
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Kolkata-The city of Joy.

A cantilever bridge, Standing over the river Ganges, Without any support or ridge; Known as the Howrah bridge!   Streets and roads, Full of traffic jams;                               Due to crowd of people, public buses and trams.   Full of books density, A road strip; Near the Calcutta University, Known as College street.   A place of beautiful cenotaphs, and buildings of Raj era of the British; It’s one of the notable Landmarks Known as Park street!   It still carries, The beauty of roads; Because of the yellow taxis on which they boards.   Of which metropolitan city, I’m talking about? It’s our beautiful Kolkata, For which our love and heart shouts.   This is the place, Where people live to enjoy; My friend, It’s Kolkata-The city of Joy! -Indrajit            
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🌧Moisty Days

Was it the monsoon, get all them wet; Glass of Windowpanes get precipitate.   Roads are slippy, as the water sits, Driving is cautious because it skits!   Rivers gets full, it’s time for the fishermen to rule, Let the rain come, so that the farmers get amount up sum.   Take a cup of coffee & sit near the window; After the rain goes, there will come a Rainbow! - Indrajit.  
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🍁Blossom's touch🍁.

Let the leaves shed, so that the new one will bear; Its like your eyes filled with the joy of tears! Autumn is just a blow, with the dark overcast sky; Making the climate shivering, moist-cold & dry. The greeneries of bushes covered the path, The way covered with blossoms that looks alike a blood bath! Let the cold breeze blow, over the clammy lake; The winter comming gust, makes the trees shake. The portion covered with fence, makes it more swampy; Its the natural beauty, that we can't copy! - Indrajit.
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School life.

School life. I started my journey by crying in my mother's lap; As without her, a second was a life gap. I was a little kid of small age, Whose stupid mind thought that school is a cage! It was the first day of my school life, when my education was going to be alive. I got me dressed, A half shirt with which my trousers were glaced! In the morning assembly, We pray; And say God to make this Feel a beautiful day! I met with new friends, and enjoyed a lot; School is such a beautiful place,  Before I never thought! Between the classes we got a break; We all friends sat together and ate. Snatching each other meal became a norm, Without which, the real fun has gone! One day we use to thought school life is tedious, But the memories today make me feel it precious! I remembered the classrooms, benches and the blackboard; and the window from which we can see the road. My mind, take a trip down to memory lane, I recalled
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In my room.

In my room. My room is my shelter, my home, Where I live and roam. It is the place where, l play ; Remain safe and feel slay. When I come inside, through the room door, I feel comfortable more; Nobody in my room lives here, Except for me and my things there. My belongings are full in my room, Which I have to clean and broom. No one other of my things rather; Only about my things, I have to bother. I have a bed where, I sleep and rest. I keep clean my pillows and blanket, keep it aside on my bed; So, it doesn't feel like a fest! Facing towards the east there is a windowpane, At least, from where my room air gains. Keep it fresh and fragrance filthy, So I feel to breathe healthy. Full of books and study belongings, there is a table, Where I sit on a chair to be able; To do my deeds, As I like to write and read! In my table, I have a stuffed toy; that brings inside me a joy. Loneliness in me disappear, When I se
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