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Prabhat

A Song of Not Living Among One’s Own

They troubled me so much
that I came crawling out of their world
I looked back so many times
with the urge to return
but they didn’t call me even once

And so I was separated from my own folk
And so I grew alien

Fragmenting and scattering like communities
the pannier of my dreams crumbled

I will live in the world of solitude if I must
but I will not be miserable

for all my memories
are not tormented ones

A SONG OF NOT LIVING AMONG ONE’S OWN

Prabhat

Prabhat

(India, 1972)

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A SONG OF NOT LIVING AMONG ONE’S OWN

A Song of Not Living Among One’s Own

They troubled me so much
that I came crawling out of their world
I looked back so many times
with the urge to return
but they didn’t call me even once

And so I was separated from my own folk
And so I grew alien

Fragmenting and scattering like communities
the pannier of my dreams crumbled

I will live in the world of solitude if I must
but I will not be miserable

for all my memories
are not tormented ones
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