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I cannot focus awareness on the winding road
The distant hill is covered in a blue haze
There is all-around oblivion felt in my unbeing
Only the other day I was a blade of grass
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At nightfall the pretty Ganges wore
A black sequined satin dress and
A splendid necklace studded with
Candle-like lights on the bridge
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We liked her much and her ethereal self
She carried her transience about her
As though it was a long flowing toga
For her transience was a settled matter
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Here yawning time-distances shrink.
New chemical formulas emerge.
All that is thought logical merges
Into camphor-fragrant unreality
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The body had struggled for a whole night
Calling for a tranquil, unquestioning acceptance
A typhoon in the intestines caused the mind to swirl
In a smelly rejection across the car seat
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A petrified man-beast
Had a sense of fair play
The princess sniggered prettily
On the hunter’s abducting shoulders
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7.

When the stars sprinkled dust on our roof
And the night’s queen whitely bloomed.
There was déjà vu in the night’s smell
The left over one of the previous day
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The shadows were cool liquid and sensuous
Dense in the core but undefined in the edges
They were not like the morning shadows
Warm and expectant under the April sun
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I have known it coming all these days
These specters in long white gowns
Decide my future in hushed whispers
As their smoky whiteness envelops me
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The geisha had eyes like rain.
There was laughter in her eyes
That looked the color of rain.
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Here, in October, scores of dragonflies
Fly about like miniature airplanes
Speckled butterflies collide with them
Floating in the air like catamarans
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She pretends she does not limp
Resting a hand on the wobbly knee
Her bones could be heard creaking
She does not acknowledge this.
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The Bankura Horses
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What floated idly in our dreams
Incorporated our liquid selves,
Quickly, into its fluffy cotton clouds.
We are not we of our dreams
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The city lay crumpled in a quiet corner
The evening smelt onion-peels and roast
The sun slid below an unfinished house
The white ghosts had still time to return.
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We had stolen their God
From their jungle homes
We had needed Him more.
We then made Him lovingly
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It rained all night
Frogs croaked
From muddy cesspools
Wet crows shivered
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Try collecting sea-smelling cowries
Blow through the aperture of the conch
Hear, hear what you would like to hear
Like the chugging train's clackety
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The Lord of the Universe secured my sanity
Images of wooden Gods, of a jungle neem tree
Interspersed with celebrations of celestial love
The theme remained of beauty in sandstone
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Kudos to Kolkata's kids
With lily-white cheeks
And lightweight stomachs
Scrounging for food crumbs
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The Best Poem Of Jagannath rao Adukuri

A Blade Of Grass

I cannot focus awareness on the winding road
The distant hill is covered in a blue haze
There is all-around oblivion felt in my unbeing
Only the other day I was a blade of grass
Today I cannot wave in the mountain breeze
Uprooted from my mother I do not know my being
Just like that hill covered in a haze of forgetfulness.

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