Poem By Nijara Barman Deka
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NIJARA BARMAN DEKA
SEASON OF BLOSSOMING LAGERSTROEMIA
A thousand purple hue
In the Lagerstroemia tree
of My entryway,
This is the Season
of Blossoming Lagerstroemia
I was waiting..
that my beloved would come,
There were so many emotions
in my heart,
I was out of breathe
I can't finish saying it Many
secrets of the heart.
I thought on the enrtyway
of my beloved,
I will sow the fragrance
of thousands of flowers.
I'll build my own 'Indraprastha'
With my sweetheart,
But The dreams
of the dark night sleeping
in the core
of heart Became
the statue of 'Ajanta'.
Heartbeat turns unheard
I'm swimming
in the pace of time
with my breaths of pain,
Still, it is in the season
of blossoming Lagerstroemia
I'll wait for you to come
Until the time my sunrise.
Prepared Angela Kosta
