Who can put a mountain on fire?
Who can take the heaven on hire?
Who can build firm castles on mire?
Who can besiege the Sun and acquire?
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As life runs on rails of time,
I see the world receding back,
Its distance from me increasing fast;
Frames of scenes I lived then
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(This poem considers movements like AAP and Arab Spring as rebellion against general political trends rather than as part of that activity)
Elections, celebrations
To political professionals
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I may be single man
With thoughts in single train,
But never do I remain
Sticking to one decision;
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From trough I look to the cusp:
Series of memories yet sharp
Pass through mind in vivid colours
Of hopes, fears, grief and pleasures,
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In thousand petals she blossomed that day
In colours, fragrance, divine all the way,
Like cool breeze her smile spelled my soul,
Like moonlight I found soft touch in all;
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He requested her presence,
And she invited him there;
He with all his jubilations
Carried presents to her presence.
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She's his essence; he's hers,
They complement each other
Like light and warmth of sacred lamp;
She's his fulfillment; he, hers,
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This world is fair and simple,
Everything is here truly ample;
Greed renders life a bad gamble
To reduce world to sad shamble.
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Long since we both met and talked,
Five years since we heard each other -
I forgot since then how she looked,
Nor could I recall her gentle voice,
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