Om Chawla Poems

Often have we seen a bird
flying far, again and again
collecting straws to weave a nest-
A shelter to lay eggs
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In the dimly lit corridors of the hospital
lurked a malefic figure-
restless fidgety in the grip of passion.
Unmindful of the eerie environ
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Yonder in the West,
Just before it sets,
Sun lingers, as if to cast one last look
Over what it illumined through the day.
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There besides the trunk of a leafless tree
Lies a human figure in beastly nudity.
It's breathing yet; it's not dead
But no one bothers, for them it is dead
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Peaceful repose of tranquility,
mirroring blissful divinity.
Heartwarming look of an innocent face
endearing charming bewitching grace;
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Holy river and holier places
Centers of pilgrimages
Of devout devotees through the ages
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Life after life soul transmigrates
Carrying the burden of its karmic traits
The way we live our next life shapes.
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Behind the temple near railway track
A cluster of shanties with dwellers overpacked:
Ill clad, in tatters they shiver in winter
Famished faces, victims of hunger
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In my sleep I heard you sing
Of your silent earnest longing
Reverberating through my dream
Summoning me to your embrace.
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