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It is true i was waiting for monsoon
when a mountain planted its shadows
near my earthen boundaries
Through the windows i was watching
the star sparklers when a moon
conspired behind my earthen lamp posts
In my awakening dream
i found the mystery of truth
like the emblem of Kalinga
in my tricolour...

Envious moon spread its
darkness across the alphabets
of life and there nothing
left except a danger sign in red
in provocative philosophy..
It was easy for me to listen
my conscience when dreams
stopped finding elements of sorrow
from shadows
and turned towards my origin
my love, my poetic east coast
horizon.....