Poetry - Relief ⬆️
Poet - Jotsna Jari
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How many minds are consumed
by the fire of thoughts
Little by little...
the suffocating times
disappeared in a blink of an eye
Gentle words are in the wind's ear
What do I know
how doest it change
On a new day I walk
now all the mysteries are over
The kite is tied in it's own hand
with a thread of Latai.
The wind has stopped
The unbound mind
is running after the grasshopper
This is the little I want from life.
Incongruity is not in everyday
Fresh & blooming flowers of the garden
are now in the flower pot
Spring air also in the home
I will not go anywhere
Happiness returned
with quiet & silent time
Yaaa... this little can be expected.
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[ N.B-
1. Latai is a large reel on which thread is knotted.
kite & latai is popular in Bengal myth. ]
©jotsnajari
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