crossing the paddy field, lame,
wearing naked muddy boot,
handful of Common carp
Kept Inside the colocasia leaves,
a sludgy stolen net-scarf of aunt,
Saw him over the ridge
whettening the tip of the pencil
When playing hide and seek
Panting to get a place to hide
A shadow larger than mine(I)!
Peeping beyond the banyan tree
found amid the bushes
With the protruded eyes!
Once, sleeping beside my dad
somebody came like a dream
The innocence pulled out of my cheeks
Switched on the light
The mirror shows
Printed pimples with reddish paint!
One day, playing with my village friends
in the cerosine colored Pond water
Screaming out of the fish bites
A stain is swimming through the water without any notice
perhaps some of the aquatics might have wounded
red-lines flowing through thigh
Drawn a masculine face in the heart
Simultaneously painted white Jasmine blossoms beyond my smiling petels
Vivid sizes for the flattened belly
Nector sucking honeybees
Sleeping over the breast
Myself a dirty canvas of the restless artist!
Red scribbles over the sclera
Extinguished the light of the youth
wrinkled skin,dark cavities on teeth ridge
Painted silver over the head,
substituted golden for teeth
Alas! My achened body!
This artist is never getting aged
Transformation without fail
It is the turn to shed your eyes…
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