Akash Ankur

My great God is paralyzed today,
As much as my fingernails touch your body-
Today it is a deep wound in my heart.
All over the bloody heart today are just dead memories, on the veranda on the tenth floor of your hostel.
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The distance to touch you, same as the age of earth.
Passing thunder-strom;
Breaking the walls of cloudy sky
I could not touch you.
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The house is like a burning crematorium.
Hell is helpless here.
All homes are not heaven.
History tells the story here.
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One day God will become black and white from living beings,
God gave all his power to the statue in the museum.
Yet he could not become a Shalik.
Hence the statue is worshiped since then.
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One day in love,
Believing in God, I gave him this little reminder of the twenty-first spring!
Covered in a wall of lakhs of rupees,
He showed me the dream.
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