How can I forget the color of that pink shirt,
And the smile of a translucent face,
In the young darkness of evening.
That fifteen minutes touch,
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LOVE AND DUST
'Nothing lasts, ' you said, gently tying
The laces of your fashionable jogging shoes,
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ACID AND FLASH
Now hours have been passed,
Or may be years ago,
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“WE, THE PEOPLE OF INDIA” (the world) , [i]
Socialist, Secular and Democratic, who believe in
Justice, Liberty, Equality and Fraternity,
Are now standing on a great wall of Intolerance,
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The Refugee's Roots
If you ask me
How many houses I have changed till now,
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. The Third Desire- City of Peace
Two hours ago, when I my brain was fevered,
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An Indian Dream
When everything is going to end,
I will not collect the remains,
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SHADOW
All those legends of your liveliness and courage
Entered my bones like ants,
Forming an ant hill,
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Father:
For me you are the star of my life,
The jewel on my turban, the kohinoor.
For what purpose did I send you, O daughter?
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Hiv Positive
How can I forget the color of that pink shirt,
And the smile of a translucent face,
In the young darkness of evening.
That fifteen minutes touch,
Or maybe any other of that kind,
That turned me positive from negative.
A long time passed in understanding,
It was too negative to be positive,
And suddenly my whole presence become dubious,
All eyes now look differently,
To my virtues and vices.
Yes, I am different now,
Perhaps better than the time when,
My identity was not so unreal.
Knowing better what to do and how
To alter things and cross obstacles.
Then why not let me live positively,
Even after being tested positive?