Allen Ginsberg At Benares Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
Allen Ginsberg At Benares
Seeing the Ganga ghats,
Ganga ghats
Of Benares,
Benares
Marking the aarti,
The evening descending upon,
The bulls roaming,
Sadhus, yogis and fakiras
Losing in
Sadhna,
Going their ways,
The bells tolled,
Puja being offered to
At morn,
All through the day,
Devotees coming and going,
Hearing the eve-time prayers,
Reciting of Hari Om, Hari Om,
Om, Om,
Hari, Hari,
Shiv Om, Shiv Om,
Om, Om.
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