Gajanan Mishra Poems

How many heavens
You have seen
Dear poet,
Please tell me.
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No longer
I want a mirror.
No man is
Transparent
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Instead we move
Towards identity fuse.
Insanity dose
Volt enclosed.
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Know how
Nothing.
Attention
Always given.
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No hand no leg,
No gear back.
Rock is rolling
Morning and evening.
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This is good
And I have
Bought for you.
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All relative
My love
My hatred.
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How are you there,
True, I am no more
Yours, sweet heart.
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Befitting
Time.
And I am
Getting old.
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Searching original
I reached here.
Reaching here
I saw you.
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