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SHABDA

MY MOON

You are my moon,

Your light, silver and cool

Calming and stilling

Your light - the only hope

In the darkest of nights

Those flowers bloom luminous in your light

Unlike in sum, when they are them

In your presence, they too are you.

My beautiful, you take a leap

So do I.

- Dishna Phukan

Image source: The New York Times

What were you to me ever? Always eluding my understanding? So dry I was, Not a drop of honey in life Not aware of your sweet nectar....

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