..... I am your Devi ....

 I am your devi                                                                                              

Bandare my life 

Your image that i seek every day

As much as peeking

Know the first rubber tree

at the top 


Say you're there

From you're cigar

Exhaust fumes 

Kissing is my nose



Rubber tree trunk,

Just like you cried my grief all night

Fill the coconut shell

The rubber latex is overflowing

slowly as usual


Running from bottom to top

Separating laim and plantation areas

Massive tree column 

To the weeping rubber tree

Laughing arrogance.


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