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Nirupama Sahoo

Abstract

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Nirupama Sahoo

Abstract

Shyama's Bansuri

Shyama's Bansuri

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Just not a hallowed bamboo piece

it is shyama's bansuri. 

With the touch 

of his mysterious fingers 

countless tunes of melody

seduce countless women, 

a lifeless thing assumes life 

with his note.


His oblique eyes 

quicken and quiver

my heart of thousand thoughts, 

my blood and breath regale 

and I become 

a new archetype of youth.


Today Yamuna breaks its banks,

her youth joyfully overflows 

yearning to touch 

his ageless feet. 

Gopis and I too

in lunatic madness run

chasing his shadow. 


We forget the near and dear 

when his bansuri plays 

the spring wave of love 

at Bridavan.

The moment we are entwined 

grey leaves become green,

faded flowers begin to blossom, 

slivery moon and stars 

blink ecstasy beyond words. 


Our sorrows take wings and fly

to unknown horizons, 

our honeyed happiness descends 

like a saint with a sceptre 

as if from a cliff of Himalayas.


I know my Kanha,

he is the bansuri of my heart 

I am yet to take 

his tunes in my lips. 

My Krishna , my Kanha, my Govinda 

you are the spirit behind all music 

governing life and the cosmos



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