nithya raghavan Poems

Dear father,
i was lifted in your presence, by your presence,
from the cradle which was my world,
that closed upon me with fancies,
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I stand here,
Waiting for you;
The poison tree
Has grown within me,
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In a bustling city life,
heavy downpour of torrential rain,
unleashing itself from the chains of thick, black clouds,
crashes tired, exasperated hopes,
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I'm all alone,
listening to my own voice,
that speaks to the mountains,
fast asleep in their own world.
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In His mighty sleep,
yet staying awake,
God waves his wand,
with stars that spring,
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The white horse with,
its feathery mane,
eyes of black night,
gallops on the soft snow,
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'After a while,
after a while'
is all i say,
as i procrastinate touching
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We just lie down,
the sand rolls
around our bodies,
we have no home,
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When pyramids crumble,
Sand, dust and soot,
used to build the geometry,
of Egypt, the jewel of wonders,
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The air that blows on,
our cheeks during a starry night,
rocking the cradle of song,
making him lose his breath,
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