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a boy missed to call his mother
a moment just
and he died
and he died before he could call
and he could not even know
right earlier
his mother had been killed

this scene a hoard of camels saw
they were on a run
with unheard ever ears-smashers all around them
and they were all then ashes
by the carpet of fire, fire of the hell
this scene a hoard of camels saw

then from the womb of the acres of cotton
beneath a sunless sky
from the eerie darkness of the railway tunnels
thro' the mountains deformed
from the caves of the ship
stationed voiceless
after cartoons of tea were thrown to the jetties
beneath a sunless sky
thousands of head did rise
black and black and black
and they did rise with burnt centuries on their back


air now willed to have wings
and willed to move away to the sky
and water of the rivers willed to hide face
as if no speech it had ever
and a bird of tiny beak
with the entire snow of the earth on the wings
wept and wept and wept
and a conifer remained straight
and remained rigid
and remained spined
and a curse it hurled :
down with you !
down with you !
down ! down ! down !

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very interesting Subrata, I hope you keep writing and posting!

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