Gajanan Mishra Poems

O my dear, You are my
Highest limit and the
Supreme destination
I know, there is none
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White is opposite of black
In your house
But in me in my house
It is not so.
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I live here, see in Truth
I live here, see in Love.

No third party interference
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I am in this forest
Fire is here
No one sets fires
It automatically take place here
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Like crying of she-jackal
At the sunrising and vomiting fires
Barking of dogs fearlessly
Cows passing on the left side
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O my dear,
You are my life
Your separation
For a moment would render
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With these inhuman symptoms
As greed, anger, irreligiosity
Rampant hypocrisy we are
Calling ourselves men, alas!
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You are my Mother
O my dear
I am Your small child
I depend on Your mercy only
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Hot and cold
We are sold
Sold to You
My dear, just bear
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Inquire not anything
It is useless
You can ascertain nothing.
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