Gajanan Mishra Poems

Love is complete in itself,
Love is there in bees, in butterfly,
Love is there in deer, in birds,
Love is tranquil beauty.
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Somewhere something
Is going wrong.
But what is that?
Who is there
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Leaving the place
Means leaving everything
And if you return again
It is a new thing
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For the good of others,
See I am blushing
On hearing praise
And I am cautious
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No one can forget
His/her own mother-tongue
His/ her own mother-land
And his/ her own mother.
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Take it,
It has some
Adding value.
This grass and
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I have not told anyone
That I have written
This or that poem,
I know I cannot write
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I have my own own body
I have it as I exist.
It is all water
It is all air
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Woman.
Who are you?
No sooner I see you
I die, some say.
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I rest in You,
You are refuge.
You are my owner
And my well-wisher.
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