Bhartendu Second Poems

I am the last
line of her poem

her last poem
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I am willing to travel
and discover where
Colombus left his journey
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When I am alone
and quietness breathes
into my lungs
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Like history
they are with me

For interpretation
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It is wrong to say
'all feel like us'

It is wrong to believe
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If You are the desert

where ozymandias
was lying with cold looks
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My Mother
She is restless in her sleep
her fingers are moving
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It was an evening
with messages of hope and love

with memories of friends
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Time acts
in the orbit
of our mental landscape
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I know
It is difficult to anticipate
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