You Are A Storm
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You are a storm
You plunder me, you blow me away.
Yet I am not afraid.
Rather, I long to be plundered,
Long to be crushed and destroyed.
Because, I know-
In end, there would be sweet shower
pouring from your fountain
and ease all my pain.
© Arun Maji
Painting: Hemen Majumdar
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