Anush Gupta

Tung, the music of
a bell rings,
when I see the hills
yonder and the monastery.
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she was coming back
home, children were
awaiting her.
They were playing cards,
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Wi-fi catches me
and my laptop and
desktop, my lab.
Only the sound of
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I sweat,
tired,
anyhow
go upstairs.
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After the first April shower,
you evaporated like the
magician's pigeon.
And the next entrant
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I confess hatred
couldn't win over love.
I confess I wanted to lie
on your wide chest as happy dove.
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What did you do
to my dormant heart,
I don't know.
How did you grab
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Dear,
Thousand times I wanted to make you believe,
she doesn't have any past to be posted to God.
Before the minister she can confess,
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Love isn't any game
but you try to tame me
with your cane.
Why should I kneel
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Once I arranged some
jumbled words.
It made a sense.
I thought,
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Oh! Blue
who is hurting
you?
Which ghost,
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I heard the piper's music,
telling me to sing a song.
Blowing his pipe with a sad tune,
he walked away on the path along.
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Crazy Y did u
call me as ur root?
U hid under a skin of
rhino!
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Isn't it sin
when you tease other
with the dirtiest words?
Is it sin when you block
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Writing this letter, because,
secrecy has crossed my shoulder length.
Your nocturnal love has taught me a lesson- - - -
Be tenacious and take the world in your hand.
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Single shingle
I picked up.
opened its chest,
heard its throb.
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How could you say,
I did not love you?
How could you say,
I pasted my heart,
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I was a small bud.
light, air, water soil and you
made rose giving guard.
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I'm not made of papyrus,
I'm not born from ash.
I'm a flower very fresh
not really worthless.
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You are not blind
but can't see.
Here is a river,
just beside thee.
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