Gajanan Mishra Poems

Allow others
To live the life
In the way they
Think fit,
...

Kill not your own mother, my dear.
Your mother is your creator and
She is not a stranger.
Your mother lives in you and
...

It is true -
We are for all men,
And never for a few.
...

I see the stone,
And I can say about
The stone-life.
Stone sings, stone walks,
...

What he sells?
Where from
He comes,
With all
...

Se kana bike?
Sabu jinisha dhari
Keontharu aase?
...

Taking advantage of
Their poverty
You cannot treat
The wife of all the poor
...

What made me choose
This life that I know not,
But I know What I am
Going to say before you.
...

Nil balance,
Nil balance.
And yet
You are taking me
...