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Saturday

The Wire of the Barn

The rising dust of the grasslands 
The thunder of the sky 
The excitement of the roads
Causes the turbulence of the oceans.

From within the garden of fantasy
Antelopes run...
Can you tell what causes the devils
To ruin our heart?


The unending limit above
The rising of a Phoenix from the remains
Causes the earth below to temper it's feelings
Transient feet gets washed without dismay.

The Wire of The Barn turns down 
Its sharpness...
The momentum of rage now too stops hampering
The much awaited lives of others.

©Madhurima Halder

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