New Banyan flute
Ravisankar Maitree
With green eyes in the morning
New lights come
Return the passed childhood,
New leaves are singing,
Again in a new way
Create a melancholic sound in the mind.
An unknown new morning
Removes all black shades of mind.
Again I am a fascinating boy
Again I am a new banyan flute.
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