Journey Poem by Sanjib Saha
Journey
My jeep is running,
Running fast
From the New Mal Junction.
It’s far view
Of the dooars,
The cloudy tips
Of the mountain range
The Himalaya –
Is calling me.
Now at the beginning of
December,
Cool breeze made me happy,
I am on the road
To lataguri.
The deep forest invites me,
I want to be wild.
The sense I belong to-
From the origin
To the core of my life.
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