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LET ME 
 
 
 
let me stay in this darkness 
 
this cool cemetery 
 
where I feel akin to the dead souls 
 
the murmur of the rivulet passing by 
 
the cool breeze 
 
carrying the fragrance 
 
of unknown flowers 
 
bringing me memories 
 
of the golden past 
 
of the dead and alive alike 
 
and rejuvenate me for the rest of my life 
 
 
 
I am tired of this present life 
 
this ghetto 
 
full of mockery 
 
lies and misinterpretations 
 
these cosmetic changes 
 
crocodile tears 
 
and showbiz lip service 
 
without heart 
 
 
 
let me reside 
 
in my own cell alone 
 
aloof from the eyes of 
 
so-called civilised people 
 
in my own dreamland 
 
near the grave close to the earth 
 
 
Rajkumar- Mumbai 
 
Rajkumar Mukherjee