Sri Lal Poems

I come from nowhere,
and I have nowhere to go,
I tell the crow perched
on a low neem branch
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I have seen smoke plume
like the crown of peacock
feathers my blue love wears.
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i.
The first light of dawn is amba—
She is the eye of wisdom
watching over all.
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In a lover's heart,
song rises, like sap or soma.
In a lover's heart, song rises,
not unlike tears.
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