bakuli bhakali Poems

How people actually feel when they die? ?
Where do they go? what do they do?
I want to know
but how?
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Please! don't look at me like a stranger
I fear...
I may lose everything familiar...
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Bring rain,
Green grain.
Restless ride,
Beautiful bride.
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You may treat me
As you like.
I'm your so called wife.
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I'm not the bad guy you think
If I say that
You won't believe it now
And I can't say it how
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When he said he loved me
I made the sketches
On my journal
Of little fishes swimming in the stream
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Seen or unseen
Heard or unheard
That doesn’t matter
The beauty is beauty
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Dear...
(I still don’t know if I may use this word 'dear'? !
As I’m no more dear to you
Nor will I ever be,
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O mother! No more fairy tales, please!
I don’t want to consume my entire life
In the delusion of prince charming
When-
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