Kartika Puja
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On the night preceding
The Kartika Puja,
How do they leave
The small clay idol
Of Kartikeya
Near the gate
Of the newly-wed couples
With the board
Words written over,
I have come,
When will you let me in,
I am standing at your gate
Under the misty night
All alone,
When,
When will you?
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