Nirvan Kumar Upadhyay Biography

WHAT SHOULD I WRITE, ABOUT THIS EMPTY HOLLOW WOODEN BLOCK?
NEVER, I GET AN ALARM OF A COCK, WHILE BEING INSIDE OF THIS UNHAMMERED ROCK;
LIFE IS UNSTEADY AND KEEPS MOVING, TERRIBLY;
INSIDE THIS TERRIFIC JUNGLE, IT LOST ITSELF MERRILY;
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The dazzling moon,
Disperses its light,
Yet the world sets off,
Much far of the moonlit night,
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The day, I shivered;
Totally, was the miracle;
The cold was immense and the greenery, full of dense;
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I dare to speak, front of you,
I mere to serve, but don't you,
You dislike me, without a reason,
I locked myself in yours prison,
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You say,
I am a cloud, moving hither and thither, silently over the dock...
You just always question me, why I hover, above the pebbly terrain, during the misty night's!
Why you advise me, to cry a little loud?
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