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Poetry
Chaikhana
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About Usha AkellaTimeline (1967 - ) |
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The dervish dances
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The time has come for your return.
See! The roses blush deeper, the grass is frisking, the lilting sunlight is singing songs, the leaves are ringing bells, when the rains come they come chanting your name, the streets to my heart await your return, Manhattan is desolate without you, My words become archaic, the metaphors ancient, I am arrested by my face because soon it will be lost in your eyes, See! The dervish dances madly spinning the world with her. - from "A face that does not bear the footprints of the world"
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