Monty Idumallab

You've got nothing to look for, and
pieces on the floor, strewn all over
You can't bend and you can't pick
Your back and spine hurt so much
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Thirty seven years ago,
it was the same late afternoon
on a lazy Sunday
the gentle sun rays were
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On the night when it rained nectar
You were deep in slumber
Awake I was, alone but not lonely
Neither tired nor afraid
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Come on Dear, hop on our humble caravan.
For the land you have kindly given to park our
tired souls, lands you haven't seen, we will show;
give you those moments you never experienced.
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Thought I'd write you a song
so melodious, my dear lady,
but alas! It got big and fat
on an overdose of emotion.
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As I trekked through
the valleys and the mountains of life
Came across this stream
but I walked along
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I am a cow, I am a holy cow
But I am not holier than thou
As we all cows go to meadow
to graze, we hustle and jostle,
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I should not be talking any further
Silence is what I should be dying for
What I need is an immediate salvation
from craving for this mindless conversation
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I read prefaces of ten great books
on life, in a life time of sixty years.
I tried to look for my own in them,
damn, I got dazed, I got confused.
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My dear angel with white wings,
I have been waiting for you so long,
A life time, for you to take me along
on your magic chariot to the King….
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In the diamond necklace, I'm the gold locket
wish you wore me around your slender neck
Pity, I am lying wasted in your treasure chest
Whisper in my ears, oh my dear, what's your fear?
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Can we have some silence?
I seem to be hearing something
although I am hard of hearing.
It's faint and seems to be coming
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If I ask you these questions now,
Dear Dad, hope you do not mind
Thought of catching up somehow
very many times before you died
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Dear friend, how can I ever thank you enough
For many avatars, you had taken for my sake,
like Vishnu had taken to protect the universe.
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No strolls on the beach
with hand in hand
neither we smelt the fragrance
of flowers in the park
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I am the dark cloud of monsoon,
You can call me Guleum or Yun,
I fly high, never mind those walls
Oh so old, great, strong, and tall
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Why did you let me in to this world?
Why did you get me out of your mind?
Have been so cozy and comfortable
In the warm confines of your thoughts
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They have commissioned the master
to compose a requiem for the peace.
Down the line, the man lost his mind,
he handed them a paean for sanity.
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They have all obliged the host,
All, but a couple of them, gathered
in the large hall. It wasn't flooded,
but it wasn't empty either and
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He has been following you like a shadow
Thought he had pried open all your windows
spent half hislife time to strip you naked
No corner of yours he left not dissected
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