Way back home

Long back, it was summer of ’97. Way back home. Reaping and repairing myself in the train journey.

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Untidy scolding of this train
The boulevard from Tamralipta to Patoliputra
A lazarus pakhi sitting on telegraph wire
Needs water?
Actually going home in a twisting turning way...

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Sometime amazed yet a discover
Heard the laughing of a cascade
Like she spreads her hair down..
An umbrella tree stands alone distant
Sunny day?

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This is a spellbound ask for living.
Demagogue fossils..
Playing hide and seek
Me and the king...
Silently she walks down...though I don’t miss her steps..

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Turning trees and trunks
Can’t figure out in today’s rain..
Drop of water tinged by the wing of the bird
On the window bar...drops..droplets
You might call this as love…

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A time of self dependency
Drained food..stores unlimited
A boy is going home..from school..strollin lazily..
King laughing in slumber..me laughing on him.

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A fresh new soul
Fistful of smile in the black chin of sky..
Harvesting the seeds in cloud number nine..
My planet..my earth..way back home.