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Koiee hai, anyone there
resounds the old haveli
night after night
and again tonight.
the night outside is a
Maratha chieftain galloping on
marble sheen of a belligerent
moonlight.
The night is a hunter
of a sky unbroken
from lost seasons
whispers in a staccato
of promises after dark.
The night wont rest
tonight
as your mouth writes
the fury on a merging skin
of a fortress wall
in a surrendering
dawn.
by Dr. Amitabh Mitra
June 18, 2006
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