In Utopia

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Its about Durga puja..Biggest festival in West Bengal,India.


My year comprises three hundred and sixty ordinary days.
Some events and incidents make moments special
Family and freinds make hours unforgettable
Everyday I drive miles and miles yet cover so little..
my life is decent if not a fairytale
And  I feel lucky enough to live in this city,
The city of joy.
My summer conspires with monsoon to stay longer.
 I never run out of patience when I'm waiting for autumn
My time passes in seconds and in months
Along with the whole city I wait for someone..
When I stand infront of her amongst the crowd,
I look into the eyes of the Goddess of power,
I find peace and comfort.
My city looks like one of those from fairytales.
Everyone celebrates and she is the reason to celebrate
I walk on my feet and I cover a great distance
Searching happiness,colours,emotions and fragnance..
When she is gone time will pass in oblivion and nostalgia.
 I live three hundred and sixty days in an ordinary world
and four in utopia.

Submitted: September 26, 2011

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