Gajanan Mishra Poems

I hear your call, mother,
I hear your call.
I observe the whole atmosphere
Is full of calls.
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Way of perfection
Is love and
Only love
In truth.
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You are right,
As you are turning
At times right and
At times left.
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What is there
In it,
In that
Peacock feather?
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It is true,
You will never understand us.
It is true,
We are not looking like
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I trusted you
With my heart
But you did not
Appreciate the value
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Love your own land,
Feel the pulse of the people,
Serve them.
Be strong
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Here is my poetry,
My soul, my universe,
My wings, my mind,
My flight, my imagination,
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Thousands and thousands
Suns are there with light
Here in the sky,
Still they cannot match
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Very finely it is said;
Friendship, to those
Who are happy,
Compassion to those,
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