I am all agog over passing through

South and Central to meet my destiny in

The Bay of Bengal.


Curse me, if you want,

I fell from heaven on Lord.

He is the author of my factuality,

My arms belong to his tranquility,

My existence sanctifies by his touch.


Lord! I have descended from the heavens

To sanctify you,

Why do you desecrate me?


~Nidhi Agrawal


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