Gaurav Gurung Poems

As the morning songs initiate with singers of feathers,

As the hellish darkness calms with sunrays of answers,
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Their hungry eyes plead
Echoes of loss and despair-
No one hears their cries
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What withers will bloom
What's lost shall also return-
Tears shed will yet smile
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'Your songs are the reflection of your soul' and you know what?

You can't be more right!
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I am Icarus as I yearn to fly,

I am Icarus as I sore through the sky,
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He asks me, what is humanity? I tell him;

We are as vast as a field of meadow,
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A note of 10 rupees flies through the damp sky,

Perhaps some well-to-do might have dropped it,
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Another day in the Almanac of sadness,
Another day of spins in whirls of madness,
Echoes of distress are buzzing louder and louder.
The faith gets bleaker; the Devil in me grows prouder and prouder.
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I picture myself in a realm of love and grace,
With my beloved- away from this society's ties,
I picture waking each morning in your warm embrace,
Share a deep kiss whilst staring into your eyes.
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She's stripped off of her jewel,
Her roots burnt- Her cries; petrified,
She gives life and we take too much.
Her gifts; unfurled and pain implied,
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