I Was There Poem by AMITAVA MAZUMDAR

I was there very much
Alone like a toadstool
The warmth of the sun
Deadliest and African

A sum of passion
Carries the thickets of
My hunger the disease
And my animalsome

I took my throughts
Down by a wailing river
A civilised tree precisely
Close to my arms
Sticks out its branches

A cloud came above
My head overlaps
then one then another
grew and became elephantine
swords of trumpets crosses over
agitates and then
fly all around


now I was in air
the sky naked and bluer
like a girl undresses
for the first time
before a mirror

I was there in the clouds
The sea sleeping with the sky
The sky freeing himself to fly

The clouds on my shoulders
On my head soothing me
Everywhere
I was a nibbler of
The air that descends down
Sunlight streams the darkness out
Thoughts that borns in the air
To be precious than humaner

I was there very much
Alone unfeathered and
Truly such………