The seeds of blood sown by
Bagath Singh, Tippu, Jansi
Bose, the13 year old brother
Of Arobindo, Madrudu Brothers,
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A crazy woman
With no other work
Daily sitting in front
Of my assembled PC
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Pain is an intoxicant,
It blots the Past –
It is the Present alone which you feel,
Pain never lets you think –
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A mansion
Whose many doors
Remain closed
Talents
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Sitting inside I watch the rain
It pours and pours. But –
Undaunted ’neath their leafy shade
Two Koels sing their love for each other.
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You took my hand
I gave my hand to you
You clasped my hand
It lay snug within yours.
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To have known you – And
To have given you up
Shows the best and worst in me.
Yet, however distant I maybe
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We all have a special place
In reality or in mind
Where we go to find
Our inner calm
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