Aniruddha Pathak Poems

Content we're just with barks of tree,
You, whilst with wealth and money,
Our contentment nevertheless
Nor is more nor yet any less.
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O brave bird Chatak, be firm of mind,
Be thou not to this friend's words blind.
Many a clouds there be in sky,
Not all seem for thee to ply—
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Amazon's aiming for the Blue Moon,
For, poor Earth is left with no more boon.
From firm steps opportune,
Growth is luck nor fortune,
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Morn once again and time to rise,
I struggle to get up from bed
After late night and heavy head,
I still play good spouse and be nice.
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Old for sure, no more good nor yet grand,
A drink not in flavour, stale, too bland,
Cast has the king old skin,
The new one not yet seen,
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Oh one year to this day he'd died,
A void would long remain with us,
His absence felt conspicuous,
Hope his bequest would new pens guide.
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Varsity it was of rare renown,
Of wards well-grounded, never kept down,
Where wordy nerdy wise
Seldom would win a prize,
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Eons, and rocks turn into sands
And the wheel of life takes its turns,
Not for a second whilst it stands,
And life from death ever returns.
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Misty thoughts of head
And heart move ahead
And when by chaos are fed,
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He who has never ever
Failed at least once somewhere,
That man I think rarer
Be than Moon's surface air,
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