Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Prayag


I have gone to the Prayag
With the Asti (ashes)
Of my father
I have gone to the Prayag
Again with my
Mother who is living
And staying with me
And is visible physically
Believe me
My father is also with me
But not visible
Not in perishable body now.

I have gone to the Prayag
Triveni, where
The Ganges, The Yamuna, The Saraswati
Meet here at the Prayag
To make people free from all sins
Though what is real sins not defined
Anywhere definitelly
Correctly and beyond any doubt
The Prayag
It is in Allahabad, India
And I have gone there
Twice with father with mother.

My father my mother are
My first and last Gods
I live with them
I am here for them
They have sacrificed
Everything for me
What I am today
I am for them
The Prayag has told me again
In the water and I remember
Prayag, O Prayag
You are the ladder of our forefathers
You are the limelight of future.

Submitted: Sunday, May 19, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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Prayag, Triveni at Allahabad, India is a holy place for all.

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