HARVENDRA SINGH Poems

A Prayer in Darkness

In this world of uncertainty,
In this darkness, stark and impenetrable,
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Like the focus of an electronic torch,
Your rays bathe me in a steady glow,
Bringing globules of health, happiness, prosperity—
Love, success, and power flow.
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She is the shade of a tree cold and profound,
She is every herb to my aching wound.
She dabs my forehead, putting in her lap
And her lap's warmth gives me a cozy nap.
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A whirlpool
And the spinning of the dead leaf,

For a moment, ecstasy, warmth;
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Some dead are alive,
Some alive are dead,
And some are thoughtless.
Some graves under the tree of morality
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The present is not present in the present,
But it is present in the past.
And one cannot change one's present,
Because the present has passed with the past.
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Born in a hidden place,
My family unknown to the present world,
I would have been fated to bloom and fade unseen,
But for the faithful friends,
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Our progress
is progressing.

Only in shabby shanties
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"The heart measures what the clock cannot record."

The sun rises, the sun sets,
Bringing the freshness of another morn.
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Often, she and I play a verbal match—
Her speech, a soft ball,
Mine, a solid bat
That sends her words sailing.
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