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Bhill Mar 2020
full moon with cloud shroud
you can see it gleaming through
oh to be worthy of a clear sky sighting
moons endure the pilgrimage thru space
the final fringe of existing sophistication

Brian Hill - 2020 # 70
Jayanta May 2014
Searching it day and night,
Week after week,
Month after month,
.....................

Searching it on the  bank of river,
On the beach of ocean,
On the top of mountain,
In the nest of birds,
In the copious temple,
In the flaming light of cremation ground,
.............................
Unable to trace out!
I am still searching.........

Unable to envisage......
...................... I have lost
Don’t know
Where, how and when,
........

Please look into it......
May be it is in your neighbourhood....

It is as deep like the eye of Deer,
It is as poignant like the dancing grasshopper,
It is worn-out like a fallen leaf,
.........................

Please look into it........
Now witnessing everything through hired spectacle,
So, everything is gloomy and encircled by darkness...

I have lost my spectacle.....
Please look into it.......
If you find out ...............
Please send it .....................
Through rain and wind ........
To my new home in sky ..........

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