Poem - Document ⬆️
Poet - Jotsna Jari
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I have seen
the swamp forest
in the hope of liberation.
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I have seen the leopard running
after a running dear.
I saw the hug
of the forest rooster.
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How many times I have met
the peacocks.
The buck standing
with a little fish in mouth
has flown somewhere.
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A herd of elephants have walked down
the Dalma hill in silence.
They mocked our coming to their land
again and again.
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A few drongo birds are singing
while swinging...
I remember this melody
I still don't understand that language...
.
You know
there is no definition of freedom.
I did not find that document anywhere
if running like this is freedom or not
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This little bit of my
dreaming and living
is in my Great-grandfather's document.
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Actually, my own achievement is mine
all the rest is
lonely...
💦
©jotsnajari
J