Rythm Divine: A Bhashan Story

She prepares for her return

Tearing apart from her paternal’

Leaving each sparkling eye Wet

She leaves a trial of calm,

Acclaiming her descent

She is bid adieu

Only to witness

A later reappearance.

The moment is rather preciously rare

Mushrooming shutterbug clusters

Its now only

Her and the ganges.

A Voyage.

a mundane plummet,

A reference to her deficiency.

The moment holds still thereafter.

A distant memory hence

Refreshed only by the ornamentation in

Our spirits.

 

  tanumeetaghosh    Guest Post Written by: Tanumeeta Ghosh
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