A poem is born in a moment
After hours of sweat and labour
A creation of continuous process and toil
As a sudden revelation, an inspiration.
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[Again, a poem inspired by Premji, I should say! By the way, Sorry Doctor, for using your name, but, you happen to be the only one we all know at poemhunter.]
Madness is normal
Go ask Hitesh, if you doubt
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[Another poem inspired by Premji]
Premji, says…
We are prisoners,
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Do not read my poems…
When I am laid to rest
Stiff and straight
In a coffin’s nest.
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Do not read my poems…
After I am dead
As a lament, a wail
An elegy, a requiem
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When we realize that the smiles
We give along the way aren’t given in vain,
But, would someday gladden other weary hearts
When they bloom again in hundred fold
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The long plaintive call of the Kol
Singing alone, calling to her mate
Calling out to the mountains, the forests
Searching among clouds, among stars
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I pray Lord, today for my friend
Worldly wealth for him
I do not ask, content soul is he
Friends, relatives and family
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Dream starts...
Troubled sea....night
Twister arises with intense power...
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