The Fugitive Mind

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 In a Crowd of current words 

 The fugitive mind sits alone 

 Silently in the book & folding pages

 Dreamy playroom swings 

 The shore is washed away  

 Still, the fugitive mind stays alone.

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 Sleep sleepy whimsical dew

 Fills the envelope with fog

 Searching still not over 

 Near lazy afternoon

 Across the high-low Alpath

 The fugitive mind writes down  

 some feelings.

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 In the pink winter sun

 Dreams wake up

 I meet the fugitive mind every day

 In book & folding pages.

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 Lazy afternoon

 With the key to every moment

 Draws...  

 In book & folding pages.

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 In smell of Kul & Bakul 

 With that smell  

 The night comes quietly

 In the folds of sleep & dream

 In search of the fugitive mind

 Still, I sit alone 

 In book & folding pages...  

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[ N.B- 

1. Alpath is the small way between paddy fields. This is also a boundary line. 

2. Kul is a Bengali tasty fruit. 

   Bakul is a beautiful Bengali flower. ]