Perhaps This Is Love..
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Neela Nath Das
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Perhaps this is love.
I can’t speak about you,
But when alone,
Your thought throngs
And my eyes fill with water.
Is this love, when you
Rebuke me, try to
Upturn the bin box
Over my head
And mock? ?
Yet I keep silence
As river, as hill, as
Meadows…
Keeping the same patience.
Perhaps this is love!
The love of lower heaven!
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