Gita Ashok Poems

Whenever we go
to an amusement park or fair,
I’m eagerly on the lookout
for the candyfloss sold there.
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Amidst all clamour
stay calm, stay quiet.
Only then will you hear
your inner voice.
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Miles and miles of sand
with no horizon in view,
the caravan moves on -
in search of an oasis.
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Filling in the blanks;
choosing the right alternative;
deciding whether true or false;
defining and justifying;
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Even though you’re minuscule,
we call you a macromolecule.
The brainchild of Watson and Crick,
you make our biological clocks tick.
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This poem is dedicated to the fond memory of my father who left this world almost twenty-two years ago. It feels like yesterday whenever I think of him.


Come Back With a Smile!
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Unassuming, humble and colorless,
with perfect corners and smooth edges,
transparent and with glistening faces,
an ice cube welcomes light rays gleefully.
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I crawl, I creep,
I walk, I run.
Like an undulating river I rest not
and wait for none.
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Sometimes we see, but do not look
Sometimes we hear, but do not listen
Sometimes we know, but do not care
Sometimes we shout, but do not dare.
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This poem reflects the sentiments of a typical student in high school struggling while preparing for his final examination.

When it's time for examination,
my mind is filled with apprehension
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