Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh Poems

Water in the pond drying
For it turned into vapors.
In a few days
No water will be there.
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The rain came.
Eagerly all were waiting for it.
But a torrential fall
for a few days
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The door
You did not know
I opened to you
During the cyclone
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A poor man's house
amid tall concrete houses.
The poor man
longing to live
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My old house stood
By a marsh
Surrounded by the bushes,
Covered with grasses and rushes.
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A pariah cat, timid
Crossing a busy road
Ran over by a speeding truck.
Vehicle after vehicle
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Tiny drops of tears
from the eyes of the little angel
clear and glittering like pearls
in the scorching summer
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Unable to live
in the polluted water of the pond
the fish jumped up on the bank.
Yet unable to go anywhere
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On a foggy day in winter
I wandered long
riding my bicycle
down the countryside.
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