Poetry

LET’S BURN

Sunanda Kabir

When suddenly the doors of the closed room are wide open
The maddening wind blows
The gloomy sky fills with bride-seeing golden light
Or when sends calls to the forests
The first shower of monsoon
And the suddenly raised fragrance
of maiden Shambar comes from the grass roots
And the village of the Shabars in the dale
Becomes hazy on the cloudy days

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