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Let Us Be Strangers Again

Let us be strangers again,
Away from being foolishly insane,
Liberating from the shackles of constant bane,
And from the fetters of fleeting pain,
Let us be strangers again.

Let us be unknown again,
Lost in oblivion in the paths of life,
Away from misunderstandings we quaintly subscribe,
To a faraway place that our mind can prescribe,
Let us be unknown again.

And if we meet again,
With no residues of the past remains,
And if it still ignites a passionate verve,
We will know such destiny is what we deserve,

Till that moment regains,
Let us be strangers again.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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Urban Girl

You are fearless,
You speak your mind,
You are what life beacons to,
A refreshing delight,
You are the urban girl.

You appear rugged,
But have a tender heart,
It takes a man to know you,
Pity others who missed the sight,
You are the urban girl.

You are ingenious,
You experiment with life,
You challenge the usual,
You hardly hesitate from being strife,
You are the urban girl.

Break those shackles,
Detest domination,
Spread your wings,
Start a revolution,
My urban girl.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Reverie

It was a reverie
A canvas daubed with your memories
Now awoke to bitter actuality
I am discerned of your abrupt evanesce
And that withered hope of your appearance
Is dwindling away with the passing time
Knowing I couldn’t mend it
Making my heart bereaved of your endearment

But not the soul
Never deprived of your thoughts
Though our time was short-lived
The reminiscence enough to cherish forever
Your impressions still fresh from yesterday
For the times when I am alone
To bring that occasional smile
Drifting me to a reverie
Where I can live with your memories.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Because I have You

I am not afraid of any stormy night,
When the wind bellows dreadfully,
And lightning cracks the pitch-dark skies.

Nor I fear the thunderous squall,
When the waves crash ghastly,
Bringing everything under its impassive thrall.

It is not that I am brave,
Or a gladiator who can avert a stave,
Nor I have any magical span,
Or belong to some mysterious clan.

If you ask me what makes me take such bold strides,
The reason is simple, for I have you by my side.

In every spark of that lighting, I see your smile,
Every boisterous squall I find your beguile,
And when you are there in every shape of life,
Why should I fear from any stormy night?

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah