Mrityunjay Jha

Voices within and voices without
Each disrupting the other.
Sometimes in silence,
Loud and clear the next time.
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Who is he that drinks and dances?
The Reveler, the Fool!
Let’s go and catch him.
He must be for the Victor-team.
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Death not foreshadowed
for
Death and Shadow
Are One:
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Morning!
Leaves are falling
Scattered on the road.
Leaves are red but the road is black
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Again,
The same day with the same familiar smell
I have breathed for long.
When one day ends, another hurries.
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On a dull sunday afternoon
a man sitting near the sea watching the sky.
Birds and clouds moving across the horizon.
Peace dwells above
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Winter
Approaches its Dirge
Snowflakes
Crumble and Disappear
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It Is Not
That I Didn't Notice
The Shaking
Or,
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Every Dawn
Hope Springs
Only To Falter
As The Sun Gets Hotter
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TIME & I
……….or…………
I & TIME
This confuses me-
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Strange is this world
Strange are we.
We do things that we detest
When we gain consciousness
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One room
One window
One door
One man
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With the passage of Time
Things start to appear in defferent
Shades and Shadows.
Yet There remains
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Time Flies.
Life Too!
I prefer
Though,
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Birds fly
Wings tired
Yet,
Motion
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This is a small town
Where a road begins and ends
Within a space of nothing.
And where the chances are that
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Our life is a long conversation-
Mostly with our own selves.
And this conversation consist: -
Much Silences.
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What?
……………………………….
………………………………
DEATH!
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Amid Priorities
In Life And Art
Amongst The Many
Who Are Very Own
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