Ravi Kopra Poems

I feel queasy
when evening comes
I drive my carriage
on ancient roads in plains
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So much wine tonight
It got dark and I did not know.
Flowers are falling on my clothes
I am drunk, I fall down, stand up again
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I was thinking of you all night
The moonlight tortured me all night

Sometime blazing sometime dying out
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After years of self exile
I go back to India to see my sister
in Tilak Nagar in New Delhi
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You wrote a poem on red chappals
thanks a million, my chappals are famous now
everybody likes my chappals
everybody's buying chappals
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Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs.
You look like a world in your posture of surrender.
My body of a brute laborer, digs in you
And makes the son leap from the depth of earth.
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we meet people everyday-strangers, acquaintances
we keep going our ways, our hearts do not meet

but when I meet him I forget his outrages
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She was my rose, my flower
she was delicate and soft
her heart was full of love
I promised her my love
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Mummay

mummay bheegi daldali main
ubarte bulbulay se hain
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I am not I.
I am this:
the one who walks beside me without my seeing,
who, sometimes, I go to see
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