Away from my home
not from the real in a sense
was avidly on a roam
where there were dense
a crowd of people around
on an occasion of a festival
happens every year with a bound
where there be a big carnival
as people enjoy themselves
with a lot of events in a row
of a divine grace on the day
being a Pournami in the show
the devotion turns into play
with the surge of people in a flow
chanting and praying in a trance
a temple of hundred years or more
some even start to dance
as ecstasy mounts to a maximum
a beautiful celebration professes a sobriety
as well as a joy which grips not in a minimum
made me sit and watch for a day and two
an allowance I extend to myself every year
well, a lively sojourn that I do not miss in true
it helps me to keep
myself in cheer.
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