Gajanan Mishra Poems

Nature of love
Is with blind
And dumb
And deaf.
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You have said
To love is
To suffer.
To go far from
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Make me understand
What you intend to convey.
Make me understand
At least, in our language.
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Dry river,
Coming to me
Uncalled for.
I know though
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We are in different stages of life,
And we are under our respective social order.
But we are all belong to this earth, we are earth.
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Let me practice
My own precepts.
Let me translate
My own preaching.
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Let me start afresh
this life, this journey.
Let me catch the truth
Let me see the light.
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O really I am searching
where have you gone,
Here this is the time
of our union.
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You are the grass,
Grass is your hair.
O daughter of the earth,
The root of the tree is
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Ha Ha Ha! !
This is our land,
If we are going to talk
in our language
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