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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 102

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee


Illness, my greatest enemy,

pulls back the harness from behind to stop my galloping.

The physical instability leads to my mental imbalance,

which brings drought in my thinking power-

my garden becomes fruitless.

When recovery overcomes my illness

my mind gets balanced.

It nurtures deep thinking,

thereby ensuring full blossom.

© 2020 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

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