Literary Yard

Search for meaning


By: Kousik Adhikari


Nowadays I feel
Accustomed with life-glorified life!
Always dangling over head
And yet sword’s magic shining!
Moon-drops oozing on rain
Sea caressing sands-
Truly romance walks in ant’s legs
Through spine!
Till one hungry cock calls
Till monarchs begging on street,
Till hunters grab some
Fleshy deer in lonesome bus!
Tell me, life
How amazing you are?
How fantastic and yet magical,
I feel accustomed
When you overhear me
Lay some booby trap,
And even an elephant can’t escape,
Life-glorified life!
Do I know you?


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