Vishal Vijay Poems

With open hands I came into this world,
Different from the rest of my kind.
Innocence to the brim of my eyes,
Sounds that yet had to make any sense.
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Commotion of words, in the papers,
Violence and swords, the indifferent rapers.
A world, closing in on mankind,
Livid and scarred is my mind.
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In my dream,
I heard the water lapping.
Down the stream,
I heard someone crying.
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Aren't we on a sweet little odyssey,
You got to hold on to your crystal daisies.
You must and need to save the petals,
From falling and getting stamped among these hurdles.
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The face of a baby makes me smile,
The phases of life makes me sad.
Be a child throughout your life,
Face the phases with a smile.
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She loves her.
And he loves him.
A government which breaks them.
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In the calm of the river,
In the silence of the forest,
I turbulently flow,
I violently roar.
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