Lovita Morang Poems

as an Indian

Walked on Indian path
Breaking through
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. here is love
tell me
the moment
when
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into continous creative
A
beautifully
covered
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my dear friend
roared like a lion ‘let me die’

I asked ’why’
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… a birth of a day
an endless - gifted

wrapped in maddening passion
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How can I love you!
When the ugly shadow of yours,
Beseize the sense of divinity;
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Cruelty in your love,
Reign higher the devil;
Nightmare-
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...Still the images of the hidden evil,
Scratch the wounds;

Dying soul,
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Who shall I say-
the God!
When so many Gods we are surrounded with
on trees… in stones… in home… in hearts
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Greener is the night
I thought
of a friend farer
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