The timid poet felt helpless as excited by his humming tune
His father did indicate. That he must recite in full.
So sang he up his freshly writ lyric perforce:
“By inner sheen of the eyes I have seen all beyond eye,
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A restlessness is active within. How am I to explain
I ignite flames on the sky, extinguished ashes float away.
Ashes have the odour of burnt wood how many degrees of
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Slowly, the consciousness gets clarified
A quiet, pervading wakefulness prevails
My creations speak of
infallible renouncement.
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Had all been over in a moment
I would have said 'Damn it'.
Had these abstractions been strewn
Like poor verses around
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How long does the corpse feel burdensome
As long as the body rests on the shoulder
From home to the crematorial flames. So long
Chanting of Hari Bol. Images on empty walls
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So long as the tongue
Was in place
No holocaust was evident
Tourism was a synonym
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Cocooned within associations are innumerable relationships
With their various messages, pervaded with smoke
The Coffee House, excavates multitudes.
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At times I remember that hotel room
broken earthen pitcher, rattling fan
alert lizards on the naked wall
obstinate bed bugs,
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Since I live in a foreign place in Maratha
A primordially new dialect
Moulds to us
Even to our tongues
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