π MOONπ The moon has risen over the head in the bamboo garden. Where is Kajla Didi to tell my mother? The firefly burns in bunches under the lemon by the pond.I can't sleep because of the smell of flowers I woke up alone.This poem is written by Jatindra Mohan Bagchi. When I read this poem as a child, I used to look at the bamboo garden and see if the moon actually rose over the head of the bamboo garden. Now I live in a hostel so the bamboo garden is no longer visible. The moon can be seen from the top of our campus building. You say how I took pictures of the moon.
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This is so peaceful π