They say it,
Poetry declined with the faith on the wane,
Raked by doubts and inner conflicts,
The tension between faith and doubt,
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The world draped in snow,
Snowflakes falling around,
There is chill in the air,
But the flowers in full bloom,
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Religious madness is a type of disease
From which many lie suffering from,
Religiously mad and abnormal,
Cannot bear the other people,
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Under the moonlit nights
The whitely, but fragrant bunches
Of the rajanigandha clooms clustered around the stalks
Letting me not sleep
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My God, the blunder of being a poet,
You make me not a poet again, if this be,
Putting aside everything, see me, how mad am I
After becoming a poet,
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I love you that's why say to you
The things of my heart
Otherwise would not have
To you my things.
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Yea, the hilly river,
Flowing smoothly just with a little water
With the stone boulders
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Indian villages, hamlets and thorps
Of loneliness,
Ay, loneliness playing with the winds
In the sunny landscapes
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What is poetry? What are you writing now?
Poetry is poetry,
What take you for,
What am I,
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That I do not want to say,
I love you,
But it gets said to,
The tongue slips and it gets out,
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