Gajanan Mishra Poems

Miss call,
I do not like
At all.
I want to talk,
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No translation is perfect,
No one can translate
From one language to another,
From one colour to another,
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No children
But only rhyme
And language.
No oxygen
...

Empty well,
Dry clouds,
Only thunder and
Lightning.
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Sweat and blood
All I need,
And see my body
Full of stigmata.
...

I am another one,
And not the same man
As you saw yesterday.
And as you know
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Tongues of fire
Everywhere.
Fire of shadows
Everywhere.
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Oh God, where are you?
I am here, I am here,
Someone is telling
Somewhere, is it you?
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Put not other down
You will not rise.

But tell poetry is
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ଏତେବେଳକୁ ଆମେ
ଆସିଗଲେଣି ଏତେଦୂର।
କୋଉଠୁ କେତେଦୂର ହେଉ ନି କହି ।
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