Ravi Kopra Poems

I love you
Like water getting excited in splashes
Like winds turning into raging storms
Like earth offering its spring harvest
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Never criticise
even a speck of straw

You may trample on it
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I am tired of you
Everytime I see you
You talk nonsense
You blow little ducks
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You are my garden of flowers

My rose
You sting me with pleasure
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I could not be in step with the world
In youth I was far ahead
In old age, far behind.
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If I die
Bury me if you have some money
Cremate me if you have little
Donate my body to the docs
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Carrot
Eating kid
Wants an apple
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Do not be disappointed
by the news on hatred, bigotry, racism

Supremacy, fundamentalism
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She
said, good
night, my love
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She was angry
shouted at
him
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