Odours of the new nights
Pacific peaceful ocean eyes
A big container of vapours sweet
Tunnels of figs and sweet remembrance
Aside my peony stricken books
Not two or three something
But a variety of consciousness
Topples down in the rivers sweet
Namesakes lotus a thousands petals song
Keeping my footsteps warm
Binding the pages is easy
Sweetness stricken path rose buds stricken
Leftovers for the first time
Syrupy sweet nectarine smudged
Odours of sweet remembrance
Lotus consciousness odours sweet
Sycamore tree house fig trees sweet
Dreams and half dreams
Binding down an escapade hour
The ocean a feverish remembrance.



Sayani Mukherjee




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