Comments about Dwitun Basumatary
Butterflies And Rogues
The lonely winds hum down the hallways
Kissing the Ding-dong wall Clock
'Cock-a-diddle-dow' sang a cock sideways
To a waiter-boy 'up! its se7en O'clock! '
Before the sunlight does shines
Under the stars people dream of lions.
As treetop twigs in morning wind
Greets clouds piled forever up on peaks