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My heart whispers -- Mother Durga is coming.
So many words rise within me,
yet they remain unspoken.
The thoughts of heart
Stay locked within.
Last time, I had wished to say --
O Mother, grant me the strength
to gift my wife a new sari,
to clothe my child in fresh attire --
But the words never left my lips.
Instead,within my heart I prayed
O Slayer of Demons,
do not falter in Your battle !
Yet even that remained unsaid.
And when You arrived ,Mother,
Your Presence filled me with such joy
That I forgot everything else.
But this time I shall speak,
I must speak ----
Mother, make me the demon myself
Mother, make me the demon.
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Poet : Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick.
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