Sunny Chopra Poems

All beyond improbable
is nearly in final stage

For rigors of the labor
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One of desolate moments
sans anything going right

Game all set for match
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Slow but sure turning
cycle of life is in view

Fixing a few oddities
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One’s living is akin to
a book off the rack
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Often talked of in bygone
a feel is being returned

Opponents honing rapiers
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Paths you venture on
are yours to contend

Be easiest of passage
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Haze would finally scatter
for light again to gleam

Like stirring from stupor
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All deluding visions
impact those portend

To be dealt personally
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Often dubbed dreamer
to illusions since belong

An escape from reality
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Its vain stoking embers
sans any spark to ignite

Just societal obligations
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