NRUSINGHA MISHRA Poems

Journey was pretty smooth down the road in transition
Clean look inside and out was driving my passion
Cool gusts of wind came from behind and caused chill
Began to shake my body shedding water from my eyes
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What is that you claim that is yours?
You get birth and see first light because of your mother
You are brought up by your loving parents
They and other relatives give your identified names
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Spring of hope has dried long time ago losing its flow
Life is devoid of meaning to reinvigorate as it is slow
Moving forward is difficult as it is looking for some support
Not sure how long it will be in this hell without any rapport
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Flow of time is forceful so much so that it equalizes all
It does not distinguish anything that may befall
It does not discriminate rich, famous, poor or sick
It does not even wait for you if you fall behind and feel weak
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Silence of the night and bustle of the day are both charming
Despite the apparent duality existing be it dark or shining
Each day is a new beginning at the end of each night
Brings new hopes and aspirations to set our path right
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I come on time
I also leave on time
I am above birth and death
I get praise
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What?
What did you say?
Drop what? I do not see any
My hands are empty
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Your bare legs could bear pain to make my path clear
Your eyes had no glasses but were able to hide tear
Your body in the field with mud was walking tall
You are my Lord Shiva came to lift me from a fall
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You came ahead of me to this world
You showed me the way to walk
I followed you with confidence
You have my complete faith and trust
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