I read the tale of a falconer,
a Kazakh of more than a hundred years old
from Nick Middleton's great work, 'Silk Road'
which describes some tracts of land
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Dreams of my innocent childhood
never came true.
Crossing my youthful view,
stumbled a damsel new.
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If you have to win your maiden love
you won’t then face bitter things.
The caste feuds and communal tiff
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Kangaroo Court
When he reads news of
Kangaroo Courts held
in some places where the brutes live,
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1.
' You're born to construct.
What you make, carve, sculpt and paint',
I'm born to destruct.
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O, You running clouds! Go to that farthest land
and heal her wounds with consoling words.
She cries and pleads to get free
from the care of hard core Fathers.
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They ascended the steep staircase up
the lighthouse unrenovated for long.
As she had the niggling fear
of his promise of marrying her,
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291. Seeing the showy customs of the vile, rich,
self-conceited low-born, the heart burns
to the people with honour, like fire
in the forest which spreads and rages.
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Where have gone these Asian tigers and Anopheles?
As the westerly winds blocked the breeze from the sea,
Chennai is sweltering at 43 degree celcius.
A thousand have fallen to sunstroke in the nearby State.
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The waves were waltzing in the Dam
of Tungabadra, the vast sea to entice all eyes.
The people are fenced from touching the waves
as the yawning watery grave is lying in wait to devour,
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