Aniruddha Pathak Poems

To whatsoever sells market wows,
To best of pens rule of grammar bows,
Success seems the sole key
Breaking bulwarks that be,
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The hug ah as got tighter under,
Curious more grew Lady M's wonder:
In comparison, err…
Ours seem like cucumber,
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I'd once a girlfriend who stole my jeans
Using means that were meanest of means,
And when I locked them in
To spare her from the sin,
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Flee for sure, but where to from this bug?
Witless we bow— hand shake, kiss, nor hug,
Corona's such a scare,
Clueless are caught to bear,
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And I was lost in
Recalling all those letters
That you never wrote,
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Root of success if lies in tireless task,
My will for given task is pretty strong,
What if then the ocean is endless long?
Why wonder I it'll not dry up, I ask?
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My life's audit of solitude
Was done when, how I felt no good.

Amidst them all— my near and dear,
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Around mid-month
Last month
The words we all heard
And which were thought nigh absurd:
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Big Ego once went to Echo Point,
Not yelled, he yawned to see Echo's point.
Found, there was no response
To his haughty big yawns,
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We help children talk,
And then how to walk,
To write, and so starts the clock.
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