festival is over

festival is over

rich menus and richer were the eaters

i am sure that some were the beaters

of the drum

outside

telling whole world about what we did not know

that taste is not the tether

and we should really bother

about life

and its lost meanings

who knows

when will we have

the next round of festival

when spring will surmise

and the summer will surprise

winter will wait

as if

the monsoon has found a mate

in the clouds of twinkling smiles

over the high tide

let me hope,

we will find

the essence of taste

in the aroma of breaths

that are and will remain

reminders of the recluse

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