Anupama Anpat Poems

Side by side on a coach they rode,
they laughed, they fought.
As the bus moved along,
life seemed a beautiful song.
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By the corner of the old street,
an old seer sat,
a beggar’s bowl lay at his feet,
his only possession was a weaved mat.
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The train pulled away from the station,
it’s chiming sound fading in a distance.
She stood on the platform wiping her tears,
holding back her innermost fears.
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A relic from the past,
preserved in a stony cast,
reveals a long lost story,
a tale habitually gory.
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It was a calm moonless night,
I walked home with her,
it was like a romantic ride,
I wrapped my arms tightly around her,
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I stand at the deck of a medieval fort,
my eyes wander to the activities on the bay,
with bare hands, shipped wares the labour sort,
the expression on their faces look fray.
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The full grown, mellow birch
allows birds to nest and perch.
It’s trunk stands taut and tall,
nurtures fruit from birth to fall.
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It’s majestic silhouette
casts shadow over a minaret.
The open sky is it’s dwelling,
flying with a force, so compelling.
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Ten men huddled close to the fire,
the weather was cold and dire,
no-one was in sight for a mile,
they were lost in the jungle for a while.
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The cool drops of rain come down,
and immerse the entire town.
The air smells fresh and new,
like the crisp morning dew.
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