Gautham Gangadharan Poems

i was running behind a sweet fragrance
but i didn't know where was it from
i lost myself in the journey
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Give me freedom.
That freedom you saw in my eyes
at the time of my birth.
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Poetry! !
The experiences sold,
The pimping of miseries.
It is,
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The purple flowers
Blossemed at the depths of my heart-
'd been eaten by the roving cows! !
Those flowers,
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