Oh, Stop Talking

Oh, Stop Talking short poem

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Oh, stop talking!
Day and night
uproar, uproar,
useful thoughts
are swayed away,
your ‘I’ inundates
my ear, room, existence..

Listen now
the whisper of air,
reply of dancing leaves,
songs of Robin,
flattering of bees,
and tunes of a lover’s
rosy heart.

You will find in my flood of words
a contrast between the two.

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Sumit Ganguly

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Brought up at the lap of nature, traveled around thousand miles for bread and butter but finally returned to poetry, my boyhood love.
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