An Introduction
From the east to the west, north to the south or above all, I travel
Everything is living in me and I live in the worth of their living soul.
I understand everything and see everything,
In a sudden journey, if I breathe myself through the Lung to my blood
where the mote comes to the rest and then
I become heavy, castrated, blind and deaf but because I cann't sigh by uttering my pain,
I do remain watching your foolish journey towards your funeral pyre
poem by Antimoni Dutta
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