{"id":318,"date":"2020-10-18T11:16:08","date_gmt":"2020-10-18T05:16:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/chintasutra.com\/english\/?p=318"},"modified":"2020-10-18T11:28:10","modified_gmt":"2020-10-18T05:28:10","slug":"marbles-and-others","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/chintasutra.com\/english\/marbles-and-others\/","title":{"rendered":"Marbles and others"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sigh<\/span><\/strong>
\nI live with different types of sigh.
\nEvery day I walk out with them, and come back
\nThey keep company like my shadow
\nWhen at night my sleep breaks
\nA hot sigh burns me. In the morning
\nA cunning sigh unknowingly reaches into my pocket, noon\u2019s
\nFool sigh gets language in the evening\u2019s park<\/p>\n

At night when I return to the room, the sigh
\nFollows me like a detective
\n.\u00a0<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Knocks at the door<\/p>\n

Marbles<\/span><\/strong>
\nIn my childhood, I would play with marbles, and would spend
\nthe whole day playing and roaming with marble-friends.
\nAt night marbles would become butterflies; I would
\nmove behind them miles leaving fields and corns\u2026<\/p>\n

The marbles, which thrown out from my hand, would roll up
\ninto the holes. Playing like that in childhood, I never
\nthought that once I have to be gone through the
\nsame fate. Then I will be
\n.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Rolling up
\n.\u00a0<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Rolling up
\n.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 And fall into the hole, deep
\n.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 inside the earth.<\/p>\n

Men have no right to play with marbles, rather marbles have right to play with men.<\/p>\n

Felanee\u2019s Wing<\/span><\/strong>
\nA pair of broken wings is hanging in the borders barbed wire
\nIs it a shot bird lonely hanging with flapping wings
\nOr someone who wrongly entered into the jungle
\nAnd suddenly attacked by hungry beast!
\n.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Such a colorful cloth
\nThat hanging on the space\u2019s body like the shinning sun.<\/p>\n

History of the division is written by men;
\nWe learn how to divide one earth
\nThe same soil and air, but barbed wires are in the middle
\nHumanity sprinkled, aggrieved cry\u2014
\nFelanee\u2019s deep red condensed blood fall in drops tip tip
\nFelanee\u2019s deep red condensed blood fall in drops tip tip
\nFelanee\u2019s deep red condensed blood fall in drops tip tip
\nCruel bullets crash her greenery early youth.<\/p>\n

Nevertheless, when she was hanging on that barbed wire
\nHer classmate may have been waiting outside the house
\nThe Mother may have sat in the yard to watch her dear like restlessness
\nWashed a red belt to knot it in her hair, and father
\nWill never see her again at the time of leaving house.<\/p>\n

Felanee has now become a bird
\nSee, how her wings are flying in the air
\nFelanee is now a bird, flying from space to space
\nFar away from the barbed wires of hate and division
\n.\u00a0<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Felanee has spread her wings.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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