Sanjay Mehta Poems

In the hills
Where the slope ends
Huge rocks
As strings of sitar
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Restricted though
Desire to move more

Purity abounds
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Drugged
And
Fudged
Always live on the edge
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Dragon
From vale
Moves up
White with shades of black
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Witness to
Her jaunts
Others romped.
Undeterred by the glares,
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Wages a war
With borrowed attire
Still looks so gelid
Million light years away
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From where do these thoughts come
Of alienation, lonliness and forlorn
Where do they reside
Like an owl at night
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Speed
Knows no course
Though the goals set
But norms
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Jaunt
Where
Hundreds flaunt
Sipping beverage
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Wait for turn
But deep within
A desire
To be out of turn
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