Gajanan Mishra Poems

Be a man, my son
And run and run
With truth.
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Come, dear wind,
Please come
Come easily
With a smile.
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With air
With fire
With care
I talk here.
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Good bye sun,
Bye.

Your shadow is here,
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Sometimes I see stones
In your face
In your heart
In your stomach
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You appear
And in your appearance
The day ends.
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Let me search
The first person,
Let me know
Which one is yours.
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Time
And always
It is new
With rising tide.
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I give you name
And confer on you
Gift of poesy
And inspire you
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Words and images
Are one and the same
And hence reliable.
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