The Navel Of My Mother Burnt As A Diya, An Earthen Lamp Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Navel Of My Mother Burnt As A Diya, An Earthen Lamp



My mother burnt to ashes,
There remained not the structure,
The frame of the body,
Just the navel kept burning
For sometime more,
The navel burning
As a diya, an earthen lamp
And emitting the bluish light.

Saturday, October 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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