Gajanan Mishra Poems

Nothing in common
that could be written
in prelude.
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It is the Heaven
that we live in.
It is the morning Sun
that we dream.
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Destroy me
If I have
a little bit of
imperfection.
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Tarpoulene can be
used and misfortune
be invited.
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Do your bit
in search of truth
And you feel it
within you.
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What do you mean
Gyana ask me
To which I have
No answer.
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I am not capable to
retain you for long
And you remind me
Strong relation.
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While speaking in a foreign tongue
many challenges are there
that I enjoy.
New culture
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I write poem
the way I think
it should be.
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Are we here?
Nobody says no
But I believe not.
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