Sarda Mohan Poems

If there were no rains,
Would the roads ever have a wash?

If there were no words,
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I want to go away
Far, far away
Away from life
Away from this world
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You were my inspiration, you were my all
Like you, I can find no other pal.
You filled my heart with happiness
Even thinking of you gives me so much peace
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What if they
Cannot see, hear or speak?
What if they do not have
An arm or a foot
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What’s wrong with a slow pace?
There’s no hurry to reach our homes
We carry them. We save space
No accidents, no traffic jams on our way
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In my memory stand
The visits to my village far away
Its fields and the lovely meadows,
Where life is peaceful and gay.
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A sickle hangs above
Her tiny head that rests
On the soft blue pillow
Waiting to chop it off
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I am an onion pink and plump
I love to roll around and jump
With my rich flavour and my taste
I add joy to every face.
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Little would you remember those days
When they’ve been patient with you,
When they were victims of your anger,
As an adamant little one and now too.
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In our land hidden are many
Hands that work hard for a penny
Hands at the loom all day and night
Weaving a mile long carpet bright
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