Chaitanya Deshpande Poems

Come on Come on the sky is on
The master showing a beauteous dawn

Yesterday’s hill tips now can be seen
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Chops over chops
Of hammer Hard
Injecting nails poisonous
Under the Son of God,
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Each woodland morsel exists for her,
For her, nature amends flavor - from
Winter, spring, autumn to summer
Her impact is divine.
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O God,
You also have to prove yourself many times.

Miracles, Creations, Destructions,
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often enjoy your splendid gigs with mind's eyes before
By far I move in flimsy petals and secret shell’s core
The mid-May sun scorched me; in Decembers I quiver
And stormy launch of long monsoon usually caused me fever.
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O god of light
Cause of life
This all is because of you
The bright and darks
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