The Wind Still Blows: A Poem by Kabir Deb

Happy Birthday, Bob Dylan

Millions of tormented soul created you
Sky filled with stars or stars filled with a void
Always curious, always a sapphire
Intimate with belongings of the flora and fauna
Cranium trying to build mysterious factions
Wind keeps blowing from his cornea
Hallelujah met the Northern girl to assemble love
Year after year flowers kept blooming
With death suffering from dementia
Lightning struck the strings of the mandolin
Saved by a guitar, it infiltrated the civilizations
Change started to change to redefine ‘change’
Peeking through the sunglasses he stopped one day
To return, to begin, to enjoy the feeling of birth
Worshipped by God and Devil, his heart kept illuminating
The fragmentation of a sad defeat, started to demise
Workers of his words created what once everyone believed is a hoax
His Peninsula of patterns formed which kept filling itself
How magnificently you kept flowing, Dylan!
Miles away from your glass of wine I am tuning my guitar
Your magic still breathes intoxicating me with love


Kabir Deb was born in Haflong and completed his schooling from Kendriya Vidyalaya, Karimganj. After that completed his Graduation and Masters from Assam University, Assam. Poetry has been his passion and a hobby from childhood. He looks forward to change the society with the power of poetry. When the society is facing with many political and social conflicts he wants to show that poetry can destroy even the most destructive force in the society as poetry knows how to create. His work has been published in ‘​To be my Valentine​’ edition of ​Hall of Poets.

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