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Old Delhi



The pigeons flew off today

with a piece of sky

rains washed down the

mosque tomb

its

untoward gaze

somebody

hastily patched

with

red and orange brocade

salwars with a hint of firdaus

at night we caught stars

through holes

kisses and eyes

that dared to stray

out.


AMITABH MITRA



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