A Poem to Chant: Owning for Good

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Owning for Good
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Carrying the calendar along its nocturnal streak

The night was limping…

A new date would soon draw closer

As I craved my sleep.

It was no suddenness

No impulse for the cute little glow-worm

And it chose to fly in, as a matter of habit

Into my thin den, afloat in darkness.

A crowded place as it were,

Sleep and dream just waited at my doorsteps

These days,

Like the poor mendicants at the doors of affluence.

But the glow-worm dared—

My friendly little fly

Just glowed for a friend’s fancy

Ever obliging, ever so considerate.

My partner was not happy

She was just not happy with a glow-worm

Trespassing into the dark enclosure called the privacy

She owned the darkness then

and owns it zealously to this day.

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Bhubaneswar

19-11-2005

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By

A. N. Nanda

Patna

9-12-2009

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