Janaki Nilmini

From this hotel window
I saw them dragged you away
Cheering and clapping
Proud of their catch
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After the grande finale
Resting like dormant
Stage is empty
But, is it?
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Do not fear me, I am with you when you say good night
I will guide you, as I do now it's the end of the day
So, be calm. Gently walk through the fading light
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My mind is a plain white cloth
On which the memory needle often pricks
Sharp, bright, retentive and so forth
Occasionally it will also plays tricks
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Often our perceptions
Of people, concepts and world
Are adulterated or skewed
So we see things
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Freedom; liberation of mind

Our perceptions of people and world
Often adulterated or skewed,
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Hear! Dawn orchestra
Milk, with unconditional love
Wake up time for school
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Grazing gracefully in the meadows
Among the Autumn dark shadows
Silhouetted against the fading sunshine
I see your melancholy and decline
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The first among to wake up in the Spring
The award winner, comes with a sting
Cannot touch the super herbal queen
Stinging Nettle pubescent and green
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Spring green grass trembling
Cows cuddling newborns in fear
Trucks at the veal farm
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Jets and planes have conquered the sky
Just like us, fly over the deep blue ocean
They have copied us, use avian highways
But, why can't the Humans fly?
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Harlequin delicious harlequin

Low-growing evergreen
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Dearest Santa, it's to you, I write
To enlighten you about our plight
Isn't the Christmas all about peace?
If so you must listen to our pleas
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I cannot exactly remember my mother
Separated at birth from each other
I couldn't have any playmates either
we weren't allowed to play together
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When we are still, our thoughts are calm
Do not make us insane, plead the rhythmic waves
I've seen your history, destruction is your fame
We are equals, respect each other, said the mighty earth
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Do not ask my age, I do not have a clue
The size and nature no one ever knew
I'm endless, ageless, boundless and so forth
With beauty and the cruelty both lying beneath
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Be it, pauper or king
Mind is the very thing
Through which we live,
Most mysterious and elusive.
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When icy winds blow
And the nights are long
Grey seals haul ashore
For Pups to be born
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Perching in my garden
Swallowing winter berries
Singing Scandinavian lyrics
It's a flock of waxwings
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I din't travel by bus to school
Neither did my mother driveme there
With my friends and cousins
I had the best of childhood fun
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