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arkapravo
arkapravo
47/M/Kolkata, India https://medium.com/@arkapravobhaumik
What worth is a life, when one can actually afford to be dead? I wrote this and not Rumi, since I will die, and Rumi will always live
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Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 9:16 AM UTC
Rumi
More often I paste it on my lips, a cosmetic for social acceptance, and only when I am alone, is the smile the summary of my beating heart, what the soul felt!
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Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 9:13 AM UTC
Untitled
(with an apology to Pink Panther) Ice melts, Hurricanes rage, Permafrost thaws, Methane burps, Temperature shoots, Sea level rises, Agriculture fails, Drinking water shortages, Tsunamis show their might, Landslide kills, Pandemic thrives, Fishes stop breeding, Insects go out of sight, and, human beings exit, stage left!
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 3:15 PM UTC
Exit, Stage Left
If the end is nigh, light up your hearts, for we all die!
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Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 9:18 AM UTC
Apocalypse
'Who am I', if you ask! With a grin I say, 'A Man in a Mask'
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Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 2:59 AM UTC
A Man in a Mask
Laffing is the best medicine, Alas, not always life saving!
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 3:11 PM UTC
Untitled
What fun is life, if it doesn't end, A virus with no ways for a mend, Time for sorrows to blend, A moment for the universe, less for man to lend!
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 2:14 PM UTC
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Bergamo is a ghost town, Wuhan the reason to frown, A little virus painted us gray, maybe brown, And it hits the lungs, and also wears a crown So much for the markets and the stocks, Many people go home with the box, Most of the stores are locked, Deserted streets, airports and the docks Never known an enemy as this, It kills silently, not even a snake's hiss, A cough, a cold and soon life is amiss, It will not spare you, even if you are a prince New York is next in line, A pandemic, worse than fever of the swine, Wash your hands, and try not to whine, Put on a mask, the air is not too fine Is it the time for twilight? The end of our might? The world hangs by a thread too tight, Save our souls, quite
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Mar 26, 2020
Mar 26, 2020 at 7:10 AM UTC
In Lockdown
May sweet slumber come with you in my embrace, and at dawn the sun feels shy to rise.
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Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 1:49 AM UTC
Untitled
morning we woke up in the mortal world
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Aug 18, 2019
Aug 18, 2019 at 9:44 AM UTC
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