Many have tried to weigh life!
Is it tangible?
If so exchangeable!
Then what is life
Is it the flesh around the runover cattle and vapour above?
Or is it group of crows around it shouting together!
Or is it the noise that they make around the dead?
Somewhere in between the VIBGYOR colour
And in between the thunder-storm-lightning
But certainly between eye-ear-nose
Oh thy beauty life is it with you?
Let me be ugly-guy
And therefore ‘Agaligai’