Rajiv Pande Poems

Pieces of me all over the place
People I've known, places I've been
A memory shared, a familiar fragment
A park bench, a road sign
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Lost in the streets, a stranger in Town
Windows and Whispers going round and round
Words in the trash-pile, Words on the ground
Words in my fingers, words in my frown
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I don't know what it is like to be a tree
...and have the wind rustling through my ten thousand leaves
I don't know what it is like to fall like a raindrop
...into a muddy puddle and lose myself
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At first I understood the truth without words
Now I understand just the words

The truth, once a gift, is now become a fortress
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The Locked Room
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There is a place inside you
That you never visit
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