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Buddha
by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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They called me to come along
I was lying empty, devastated, ruined
Where the night like a sheet, covered the frozen pain,
The torn heart bled and poison burnt the veins. 

In that deep endless cave, 
Though the call failed to cause the ripple 
Still realizing the cold lonely night, 
Melting ice of humanity opened face, trickled 
Breaking the edge of mountains 
Whose painful death, tearing our chest, 
We announced so many times.
Ah! That secret flow of life 
Felt like the fragrance of jasmine 
And spilled the sunshine on the windowpane 

A Siddhartha 
After a war establishes a Buddha 
Beneath the tree of wisdom  
And we walk for a thousand more years. 
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October 29, 2020
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