WHAT THE FESTIVAL OF LIGHT MEANS

freeway-nights breed heavy, energetic trucks
each one has captured three thousand butterflies
asleep in jars
spilling colors
dead feathers, wings and the rest of memorabilia
encircled in a balloon mutiny

streaks of sky which it drags
butterflies stream
in the wake of festivals, conservatories melt
instances of me leaving me with faces renewed
arranging a pack of new instances
son asked me what is childhood ?
what does the festival of light mean ?

lets walk in the midst of public fireworks
moon's icecakes erupting at morning nine
meanings crying out of broken shells of light

-Aryanil Mukherjee


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