Prayag Saikia Poems

Like a sprout
new time appears
from the cocoon of a hibernating past.
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Have you engraved any epitaph
on the Buddha
shattered by the Talibans
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It is not ignorance
Rather
The illusion of knowledge
Is
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A flock of birds hovers in
And appears to eclipse the Sun
The vermilion tinge effects light vibration
In a camera
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Trees are full of foliage
It's springtime
The leaf-eater goat
In the shades of those leaves
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Mustard is blooming everywhere
But
The heart is not filled up
By the yellow
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In my sight
In my voice
The voice of chirping birds
Carrying the message of dawn
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I am running along a precipice
Pursued by a herd of elephants
The protective time-gap remains intact
Even after repeated stumbling falls
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Be immortal
And
At the junction of adolescence
At the age of blunders
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The night doesn't have a
Tranquil past
The night is always undulating
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