Parivallal Swamy Poems

Mountain Religion

I kept climbing till my ego got smaller,
Yet, my march is on, and here i am,
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Can I see myself young, after thirty years?
Can I hear your voice my friend, when I left you far behind?
Can I travel back and relive the times which I felt trivial then?
On this sober night, I fear to answer these, my friend..............................
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The way she lived startled others,
She never needed his presence to remain safe,
She never wanted her parents to guide,
Only sometimes, she needed her father's hand,
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Never ask for an exchange,
Especially when it comes to a window seat,
Indirectly, it is an exchange for my world,
A world only few can see, whose vision are limitless….
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My love, it seems so easy for you,
But never for me, and when you asked
Me to decide between the two, I admit
I initially thought of quitting, not the cigarette but you....
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I get closer to find the meaning,
Good of good things, bad of bad,
My new resolutions every day,
My failed plans, I refresh with you, the coffee.....
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I see them, my doorway,
A portal to switch my worlds,
Glasses, Structures & Humanoids around,
I always felt a sense of relief....
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What can wash away your Ego?
Some might say rainfall, I agree,
But I believe in hot shower too….
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Act one.

Kill me at once,
Perhaps, with a sun-sized asteroid,
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I'm traveling back in time,
In a bicycle that flies, To a colourful land,
Where time travels fast, fears don't last,
I'm climbing up the ladder, to a place called HOME….
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