Gajanan Mishra Poems

False start
Declared war
Broken house
Scattered moon.
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Give me my soil.
My soul is in my soil.
Give me my earth
and keep it free
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Easy to say
Difficult to do
Easy to do
Difficult to say
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I am at complete peace
Within and within.

I am not broken,
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Man is a ripened fruit of nature
And nature is the summom Bonum of literature
And literature is nothing but picture of nature.
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Only because of You
I am here O my dear
Only because of You.
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Not here
Not a matter of discussion.

Fill up all
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Same face everyday
And I have to go nowhere
Where is the place to go tell me.
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And why should I
When everything
I get from you.

You are affectionate
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ମୋ ନାଁ ମୋନିସା ପୋଇଲାନ୍ ।
ଦୁଃଖ ନାଇଁ କିଛି ମୋର।

ଜାଣେ ମୁଁ
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