Love was born
Innocent out of love
By love for love
Knew only to love!
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The fifty seven feet tall
Munificent, magnificent
Monolithic statue
Of Bhagwan Gomateshwara Bahubali
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Attired in garish but torn sari
Concealing peeping out
Bulging, soft voluptuous
Curves of youth
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Streets are our home
Sky is our roof
Endless roads are there
More than what we need!
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In swarm
They came
Like flies attracted by dirt
In search of food!
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Treating own tummy like a waste bin
Gobbling everything come his way
Drinking liquor as elixir of life
Consuming his and others’ share of food
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I don’t remember
How as an embryo
I coexisted in the womb
Of my mother!
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Babe, do you remember
We were in the ‘God’s own country’
In Kerala at Wayanad
Jungle eco resort
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Babe, didn’t it happen
When we were in the sky
In the mid air
Flying in the super jet aircraft
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Someone found a whistle
Someone snatched his whistle
Someone blew the whistle
Someone whistled life out of him!
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