Aniruddha Pathak Poems

And clouds seem to say,
Let tears of love flow,
There's no joy like a good spell.
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Many a scripture can one read,
Divergent be whose varied views,
The world's wise, varied be its creed,
Its wisdom weighs down to confuse.
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If life's not but energies that vibrate—
Of the type of touch or taste, sight or sound,
We may not grasp that to its fullest state,
But still, a strange mix of waves the world's found.
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Travel,
Travel's the lore,
Pilgrimage shore to shore,
Life and yon that no one knows well
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A male imposed mark of good grooming,
Confidence, a source of power looming,
Patriarchy as feels
On fair sex on high heels,
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When I came to this world,
Born was I a free bird—
Worry was there nor yet a let,
Easy were my needs met.
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Place in the sun, puff of chair,
World-at-my-feet air,
But to face ‘him' was not fair.
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If Indian I'm, I scarce have had a choice,
Yet having been one, sure adds to my joys,
Had Providence asked, I might have opted
For a more affluent land, less crowded,
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He's a friend all along who travels,
She's a friend, who as wife with you dwells,
When unwell, help in hand
A doctor's best of friend,
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On paper things are oft bright like sun,
But when talks can walk not, can they run?
Like a race of relay,
Damn, details do delay.
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