Sandesh Shinde Poems

The lights will spread
All over again.
The dark of sorrows
Will be over again.
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I know I cannot build a
Taj Mahal for you,
In the token of my love,
As the platonic clue.
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The street under the feet may reach the poles,
Shortly.

The aliens could be next door neighbours,
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Cracking soils and,
Burning Stones.
Wilted Trees and,
Then the rains.
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Why are you sitting
On the stairway to the heaven?
Who has thrown you here?
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Some colored flags have emerged from rooftops.
Some chequered flags are swinging through the twigs.
Some bending towards east.
Some bowing down to west.
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I have written your name
On the inner walls of my heart
Nobody can erase it out
It is written with the ink of blood.
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I am still standing on my feet
Like the mountain
Withstanding the storms and snow
By taking them in the stride.
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