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.
Guest Post Written by: Tanumeeta Ghosh British Telecom.
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