Harish Yadav Poems

In a land covered with blooming flowers,
I was born in the past as grass.
I heard that time also,
The sound of your flute made of brass.
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To Dissolve in You

I wish to hold you not with arms,
but with the gravity of silence—
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You may ask me
to know you completely.
To name you.
To hold you.
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Let no man gild the cannon's mouth with praise,
Nor call the smoke of ruin noble breath;
For war is but the art of ending days,
A patient architect in league with death.
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I never asked for flowers
to soften every mile,
nor for the trees to hold me
in their tender, passing smile.
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One runs a nation,
the other runs a body—
and between them,
a friendship of necessity
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When I Write You
Words begin to flow
the moment you enter my mind—
not like a river in haste,
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