Poetry: Passage
Poet: Jotsna Jari
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In the salty water of pain
From being small
has become a point.
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Don’t look for me anywhere
Within me the seven Heavens
Equal to Earth can enter
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I’m on the way to noise
Never walked …
Life floating in Benozal
Who knows why so much
It hurts …
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How much was demanded
Don’t know anything so …
Infinitely very cold
Freezing dream
Know there will be fountain.
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[ N.B- Benojal means Flooded water.
It’s Bengali Language. ]
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