Gajanan Mishra Poems

Dry river,
Coming to me
Uncalled for.
I know though
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Make me understand
What you intend to convey.
Make me understand
At least, in our language.
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Unfavorable circumstances
Are really good,
Devotion develops here and
There lies the acid test.
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No question please,
When I am talking
About my mother
About my mother-tongue
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The air is telling something
And I am trying to hear that.
The light is showing something
And I am trying to see that.
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Life is the laughter
Voice of the emptiness
And also taste of the truth.
And truth is nothing
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Face the riddles
Of your life,
And find out
the solutions,
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My family is in colors, see.
How many colors are there
Ask not by putting any question.
I do admit I have no capacity
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I regard you always
Good and virtuous.
I know you as truth.
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