Aniruddha Pathak Poems

Weal and wealth walks the path of verity,
Name and fame, sacrifice and charity,
Knowledge and learning, if midnight oil burnt,
Talent comes if work done and skills well learnt.
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Dumb potholes know not even a quart,
My cities ever race to be smart.
In gloating over stars
They care for feet, nor cars.
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Home, never a paying-guest inn,
It welcomes you in— right within
Whenever you want to come in;
I want to build one so renowned,
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Breaker of silence,
‘Me Too' won, but not at once,
Yet, gains were in tonnes.
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A doctor would duly weigh
The truth of strife ere prescribe,

A spiritual master that walks
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One more rape of human spirit this year,
The outrage rages still with a new peak,
Varied versions, florid tongues draw keen ear,
Why it happens is still Latin and Greek.
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That moves, moves not, be still,
Farther than far, closest still;
Far off in vast sphere
And yet all so near!
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What use walking on blunt edge of knife?
What's the point of school, troubles so rife?
I pondered over that,
This conclusion to get:
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Fluttering wings and greed weary,
Poor fly is stuck in jaggery,
Caught in greed's gluey clout,
Struggling hard to get out,
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Beware, rare's human birth,
Gotten no often, well its worth,
Waste it not in vain mirth.
Like a brown leaf fall ye would
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