Somebody with their flicking
tongue
And a sharp razor teeth
With all humbug
Somebody sans it
Showering an elixir…..
And gradually
I am drinking it
With all paradox and grit
Ah! Precious nectar
Having a white
Towel
On my shoulder left and right
Tied a knot
When they collide
The words good and the bad….
I am god for them
And also cause for an absolute mayhem
But I am having a grin
On my false face, O god!
And keep growing
with my knots
And my somnolent walks
For I know
When I would open my eyes
I will have my left knots
More than the right
The good more than the bad
So incessantly I am walking
and singing the hymn of thee
Enjoying
the freedom, for I am carefree….
Rajdeep Bhattacharya(23 jan 09)
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