Bacchanalian Immersion Poem by MOLOY BHATTACHARYA
Bacchanalian Immersion
A procession with blaring music
The inebriated eyes blithe and insane
Staggers and stammers as in soiree
Jostling the revellers belching
The odour to the phalanxing onlookers
Sometime the body frets and falters
For a weighed gallon, the call of feet
To pip the rhythm of slapping drums
Meandering with reticent idol, sulking
The vicious votaries to a lumbering lullaby.
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