My sad wings twitter
As body surrenders
To the snow peaks of Rotang.
I am stronger than ever
I touch the blue sky
And I remember what I loved!
You blame me as ‘weakness'.
I bounce back with my white dress
On the banks of river Beas.
No matter what I do
I experience the ultimate
In the sad terrace of my Kolkata home.
The ventilator blocks
Air from outside
Asmywife wishes me on bed!
I read letters of Swamiji
And take lessonsfrom my dearest one
Near scenic Beas.
I remember
How Kalyani, Meena and others
Through hard labour and strength within
Fight for their right.
They write
As they have no arrow to lift.
My lonely inside
Whispers in a lonely midnight street
When no bird sing and no priest chant.
My life is something else.
Life with the self is
Peace beyond all these yellow leaves.
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