a Hundred Times Poem by LALATENDU KABI

A Hundred Times
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When inDepth of night shall be the city,
And the night pitch dark in utmost density;
I shall keep painting my dreamy picture
Like an articulate work,a sacred sculpture,
A powerful youth where senses delight
And behind a deadly ditch in the desolate night.
On that shall I write my holy text;
Fearless with Death to my very next.
Having to leave this world a hundred times,
Shall return each time to write those holyrhymes.