Gajanan Mishra Poems

You are giving me
All kinds of blessings
O my dear, But I do agree
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Dispassion is no more
To be seen,
Ascetics grow wealthy,
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Read my poems,
Read my poems.
My poems beget joy,
My poems lift the gloom
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If you are wise
Shun the company
Of the vile.
It is good
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Save me, save me,
O protector of Truth,
I am in distress,
Save me, save me.
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I am going on
Writing with love
All about You,
O my dear, and
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Backbiting
Backbiting is the greatest sin,
Don't try to commit it
At any time.
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Glory, glory, all glory
To You, my dear,
You are the fountain
Of bliss.
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Butterfly.
Is it really
A butterfly?
I doubt
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Too much friction
Would produce fire
Even out of sandal-wood.
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