Gajanan Mishra Poems

A single word
To the summer
I know summer is
Not independent
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Think nothing about
This economic crisis
No needs to blame anybody.
Go on working
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I am unlimited
I have nothing to do
With any activity.
I am not the bird
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From boyhood to youth
From youth to old age
I am passing
From birth to death
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Your face is
As attractive
And beautiful
As a blossoming
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First India
India first.
Happy India
India happy.
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Everything belongs
To You, my dear,
And You have possessed
All for ever.
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Let me travel
Here, there
All around the world.
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Hunger is the main
Trouble shooter here
For food everybody wander
For food you are receiving punishment
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I must take all that
Are here and I must
Do what is there to do
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