Neethi (10 Aug 1990) Poems

Embossed in its very air,
the (now) precious tomfooleries,
the endless repartee on trivialities,
and the freedom
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Your moist eyes simply blink
at the emerald stretch,
as my culpable ones
diffidently shift.
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The quill occupies
a quivering hand,
animates my thoughts.
Justice not done.
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- August 15,1947 -

A thorny circlet on its plucky temple,
makes the sweat go astray.
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