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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I am the same one

who kept you
in deception.
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One day, suddenly,
unchained,
father had set off
on an eternal journey
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Your memories swirl in my blood.
A moon has wandered into the tunnel of night.
The stars have gossiped.
The clouds' spirits are down.
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For years, I wandered with the clouds.
She kept kissing my forehead.
I never needed gloves
to shield me from the summer heat.
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Alas!

Look, while playing PUBG I have come very close to you
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