Monday, September 28, 2020

Poem- The White Flower

 Closed walls

Curved Stairs

At a corner, it bloomed amidst the stains

The dirty red and muddy brown

Painted with 

Tansen. 

Mahek.

Pan Masala

Made from 1954

The pristine white flower blossomed

amidst the closed walls.

Continuous crowd.

The white flower. The red stains. 

At a corner, it fell amidst the stains

Tansen. Mahek. Pan Masala. 

A few hours of sight. 

Did anyone witness the magic of being?



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