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It says,
Live it now
It's autumn;
I'm growing inside again.
Ignited ashes from the burnt
Sewali flowers
reopening in my soul...
a sudden arrogant fire caused
by a few midnight dewdrops
carelessly caressing
the Dubori-bon,
and a wet half moon
shamelessly hanging
above in silence,
soon to be quickly reduced
to smoke by her each love moan...
a whole orchestra
playing elsewhere!

© Swapnajyoti Bordoloi

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