Perhaps Those Poem by AMITAVA MAZUMDAR
Perhaps Those
Those steps snugly crosses
The Alps and The Bosphorus
Have kicked up dust and snow
Became cross-legged
Like Buddha
Meditatingly slow
Those eyelids which've
Ne'er flipped
Or Succumbed to sleep
Sailing in a canoe
And the water sometimes
Flows over it
Those hands which've
Ne'er raised or hunted
Making fires
And of it yellowness
Spurs to fly,
Undaunted.
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