Gajanan Mishra Poems

Everything is natural
And I have nothing to cultivate
My efforts have no meaning
And I feel no proud of anything.
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I am not hungry
And I know
Hunger is perishable
But not love
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Same at the beginning
In the middle
And in the end
Remain in clay
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It is both
Intensive and
Extensive
The sound
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See
It is Otty
It is Conoor
It is tea bagan here
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My poems are mine
My poems are also yours.

I have gone to Mysore
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I have my Bharat
From Jamu Kashmir
To Kanya Kumaree
English called it
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You are alone
Alone is mine
I am yours
And I think
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Proper or improper
No matter
But you love
And your love
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No begging
Lowest and worst
Is begging
No day no night
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