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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If our prayers were heard
The sun would not look red before sunrise

The leaves would never turn yellow
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There is a knock on the door
Someone wants to come in

There may be someone asking about well-being
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Alas!

Look, while playing PUBG I have come very close to you
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A young man is thinking
This is a very bad time for the earth and its inhabitants

A woman
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I am a letter
missing from a word
Wandering in space
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As soon as the confusion was resolved

Some turned their backs
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O Earth!

I have nothing here
Own except a few breaths
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