Arvind Srivastava Poems

I keep my memories
on my shoulder
A slight scratch on it
I do not accept
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What happened to me was not justified
People associated with management are generally not kind
They are busy saving their fake dignity
They shuffle words like cards
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The world is scared

With a hope
That as soon as the soldiers return
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Someone pushes
from the constellations
towards us
your memories
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Before
the terrifying news of the world
tightens its grip on us,
we would like to keep
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Alas!

Look, while playing PUBG I have come very close to you
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My heart has an aquarium full of golden fish
My heart has white hives of honey-filled bees
My heart has a burning sun that illuminates me
Many stories of my successes and failures are recorded in this very place
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When we are weaving
Some beautiful dream
Coming very close to you
Will be sharing intimacy
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Today I added my own heartbeat to his heartbeat
Mixed my breath with his breath
The soft narrative became concrete in the language and style
Countless flowers bloomed here and there
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I want to get in
And I have forgotten my password

Time is moving
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