Gajanan Mishra Poems

Death! death! where is death?
Call death here! let me see death.
What color is death?
Is it really black?
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Death is my wife's white saree
Death is my garden's white tulip
What I want to say to death is
That I am not ready
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Sitting on this seat
I am enjoying the scent
Carried by the wind.
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I see no other doer
Other than You is here,
My dear.
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Attachment arises
When I assume
Affinity with You.

O my dear, attachment in subtle form
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Goodbye beautiful days
Goodbye happiness
You said Taslima
My dear poet
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I am the tree
Look, I am not free.

I have no root
This is my head place your foot.
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Writing about You
Writing about Truth
Is not a joke
That I know.
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In real service
You can not find
Any self-interest
And ego.
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Lord Jagannath is poem of poems
I failed to compose poems
After visit Him at Puri, Odisha, India
I am going straight to poets
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