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The Belly

Your belly opened up And I came into being I thought you suffered. You toiled your nails in mud I thought you suffered again. Alas! It were true You threw me out Of your belly As you had no food For me And you sharpened Your nails in mud To […]

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Vice & Virtue

Vice & Virtue Would you descend to guide me to decipher false and true, I’ve pondered all my life but failed sorting vice and virtue . For Mahavira, meat and wine spelt incinerating hell , But Jesus saw no evil to eat it and sell. Mohammad didn’t forbid feasting meat, […]

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My selfish desire
Was like a barbed wire,
Why did the people object
Made fuss, condemn and reject?
Isn’t clay lifeless, sans the act?

My selfish desire
Was to be in such an attire,

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Grieve not my kinsmen
but just look around,
Behold! I’m reborn
in this cremation ground.

It wasn’t me

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Be caught in chains of mental slavery,
and then call it an act of bravery?
Only if we could free our warped minds,
and listen to the rhythm celestial that spellbinds.

Our little prudence first made cruel rules,
and now we ask, ‘weren’t we fools?’
We incarcerated ourselves into the cage,

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A moth is sacrificed to the candle
and for the thirsty a spring,
A true lover is a sacrifice to the loved one
be it a pauper or a king.

For being in love
no one can give the reasons,

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I measured time between his absence and presence,
I tried to listen to my heart
That was not ready to part
And now I measure time that prolongs our distance.
Like a lunatic, I waited for the full moon,
It was hard to be left behind

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Cheats connived to fleece my fortune,
Drums beaten to sully my name,
Hounds unleashed to lick my flesh,
Blood deceived to bleed my soul,

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Let’s transfigure ourselves into Phoenix,
To let our endings and beginnings mix.
Let love be no longer the villain,
But our consort for ages million.

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