Pankaj Kumar

Every day a trial goes on,
in the court of heart
mind is the prosecutor and the defense
self, ego and libido are the convicts
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Never believed but realized
when I saw your smile
that the most precious gift bestowed
by the God, is smile
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You know!
you are with me
when I am alone
I can't say where
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One way or another
the truth will come
but before that
let's dance with the lie
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Cry if you want
don't hold, let it go
sky is waiting to echo
air needs some waves to move
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Darkness is there
but not sure
is of dawn or dusk
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Let the ink flow on the paper
and outpour the grievances of the mute
never heard or seen but felt everywhere by the few
give them some hope
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Talked in a literary group
people said, at this age all have left mindset
I felt, and I was a leftist
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