Poem

If I'm like a bird

Has two wings,

I will be lost in the blue sky

In the midst of the clouds.

I will play with the stars

Game of Thrones,

I will paint the rainbow

The colors will match.

Chandra Mama Kiran Mekhe

With cloud ink,

I will write a rhyme

With Surya Mama.

The old woman of the moon cuts the wheel

After the white sari,

Blue birds fly

Across the sky.

The blue joshna fills the pockets

With your hands,

Sweet sweet love knot

Draw with you.

The peddler of love

I'll be back,

Again at Padma Dighi Ghat

You will come back.