Should I not tell the world
What I think about you,
How much I care about you
And love you.
...
Whichever subject I choose to open
He says it is already there in the book he has;
The book of experience, to be specific.
I thought that book must be a huge one,
...
And then
What began as a play
Ended abruptly;
Things unfolded and repacked
...
‘Who calls me? '
There was the shuffling of feet
Just below my open window,
I looked out the night was still young,
...
I have lost my happiness.
I was holding it in my palm,
Close to my chest
Close to my heart
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And,
He thought he had won the endless game,
The game of chess we began long ago
On the west bank of the river Godavari
...
To her I give
My love
If she accepts
She stands to gain
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The birds on the tree
They are a noisy lot,
They talk as though
They are friends and foes.
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