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Jul 2015
I have ears, don’t wake me up.
Winds up here blowing in my ears
Fatherhood, come, here I shine
Cold and lonesome, crying in fear.

I think you hear.

September cries, so do i.
Pain inflicting as fear
Bicycle rides, open air
All washed away by tears.

I think you hear.

When I shout these to the world
Standing on the stage alone
Words crying in your ear
Do you hear?

And then at sudden times
When I am king of fear
I shout to you
“I know you hear!”

And I know inside
Between tears and cries
In the shadows, very near
His face shows proud and bright
And I whisper

“I know you are here.”
Sukanya Basu
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Sukanya Basu  21/F/Nowhere
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