The Poet Smiles
A Anjandev Roy
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The young poet smiles
With great ease,
The little child sees
And asks him calmly,
"Oh poet!
Why do you always smile? "
Hearing this,
The poet kisses the loving child
And says to him,
"I have a pleasant poetic soul inside,
Which always smiles
And so I smile,
For this I can spontaneously write glorious poetry."
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