premji premji Poems

Is this sweet babe
The bright crescent moon, or the charming flower of the lotus,
The honey in a flower, or the lustre of the full moon,
A pure coral gem, or the pleasant chatter of parrots,
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The world -
becoming
smaller and smaller
everyday,
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Dear,

When I could listen to
Your heart-beats on mine,
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Words grow
Beyond the words
Beyond the self
Beyond the soul
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Poet is a suicide bomber
For he is exinct with every explosion
But, the words fly apart
Make you bleed with their sharp edges
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I am the spear
You are the wound
I am the wound
You are the spear
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A sacred hand towards the poor,
A golden heart for the invalids,
A heavenly smile for the refugees….
O Mother,
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Every poet is an ion
Not an atom
Or a molecule...
With some freed electrons
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We met
Somewhere in this
Narrow cooridor of
Medicine!
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Scratched on air,
Scribbled on water....
Trap me in
The prison of words...
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