V P Mahur Poems

A cuckoo
Living alone alien
In a tree in a marine
Ones had to leave
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I wait for the spring to come
To cherish my heart
I wait blossom to appear
To inspire my soul
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Teenagers are quick
Very much enthusiastic
In every decision
They have a passion for
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You came again
Tip toed into my heart
You broke the promise
Not to make a dart
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In this world of modernity
The worst curse is poverty
A poor often thought to be
A blur on the high society
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Once I got a chance
Visiting a haunted place
An old, uncared villa
Didn’t look at a grace
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I want God to come
And have a look
How by hook or by crook
His man
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Called Jesus, from deep of His heart
With tears of affection in His compassionate eyes
With trembling loving touch of His fingers
‘You all are my lovely lambs,
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Love the spines for they tell
The life is full of painful yell
You have to tread upon rough
Path that is not always so well
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Oh what a day that was!
When I got that
Crazy idea
To be a poet and
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