Jyotirmaya Singh

November 20, 2000 - Lucknow, India
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Sidewalk, and the Light

Fragrance, oh so sweet
Oh! Light, that's evergreen
My general, in field
us lost, and they seen

Ask me, oh, ask me
Was it sorcery, dark,
but flower of lily
She flesh, dogs bark

Unexpected, accepted
Oh! Light, that's restricted
It was a fabric, faded
Old times, took its charm

So, let me sing,
passion, high,
Fly over the pigeon wings
Heard a single alarm

She's been in fire
now, it's not so bold
Like a corruption
My arms itching, just to hold

Took a breath, checked
my stealth, turned the back,
Put my head in a sack, ran,
Neither it was love, nor its lack.
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