DAMINI

Overtly the light
Is held tight

Is there a dream, in
The freedom of night

Time has gone blunt
In use of moments

Is that which bowed
To silence, must shout

The land of Buddha
And monkeys of Gandhi!

All wisdom awashed
Water cannons drenched

O, you the beholden
Whom did you be grateful

All scattering of light
Is poor of strength

Committees upon Committees
Bury upon its death

And breathing abated
Looks a vaguer look

She was.
And now she is!