aditi ray Poems

that naughty word
prancing in my mind
doing the bamboo dance
lifting its legs in the nick of time
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The leaves outside now tell a different story
Of the warmest love and fondest memories
With their reds and browns
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Things do not come to me
as they come to you
as through a door
opened to let in the morning light.
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The dogs are sunning in the street,
The severe cold and then this pleasant heat.
One gets up and tail-wagging comes towards me.
I have nothing to give it.
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if wanting you
gave godspeed to pigs
i would want you.
you say, and beggars would ride
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If you would let me
I would macarena on your cheek
Pirouette on your temples
Waltz down the bridge of your nose
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how is my plant on your desk
do you take care of it
change the water as I told you to
show it the sun and the air outside
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This is the story of one in many
Who come to the city to find
Work and a place to stay
And if they dig in their heels long enough
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