ANANDA GOPAN

Oh, my school days were my
fun days
Last bench chatting
Under bench munching
Naughty pranks
silly fights
and the never ending talks
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My Village,
The one i live in,
and the one that lives in me.
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This is not a dream,
Because in my dreams,
there is always comfort...
but here i am struggling...
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(In memory
of that beloved
milkman...)
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I love to travel in a train
in a bumping and humping bogie..
A long, beautiful
chugging train
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Oh, my pretty girl
i miss you a lot..
you were my heart, body
and soul.
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This is my story,
This is my routine before my exams..! ! !

I hate exams,
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It is hard to make
not easy to break....
It is something special
that is not at all visual...
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It started as a mild shower,
with big flakes
floating
softly,
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He is the hero of my class
He score ZERO once in
Every term ...
His name is NIKHIL
We call him the EVIL!
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I am asked to do a seminar
(to speak to the class)

I couldn't say.
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We are all together
Every time talking
They are my sod
and i am the flower in it.
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I am a Stranger here.
It's making my skins stretch
it's making my scars stretch...
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After a break of some time,
I am getting to know my poetry,
once again
and it is getting to know me
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My brother is the
Person,
I love the most
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My dad always smiles at me,
whenever i come across him, any where...
My dad always smile at me,
Even if i am sleeping....
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A chemical invented by man
but it destroys both
plant and human.
it never see
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All those days
at that hospital bed,
with just the white coat humans to look at
with just rainbow color tablets to play with
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With a Broken Heart,
Still am in search for her..
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