Aashish Ameya Poems

Thorns grown up on innocent
Flower’s chest
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I died long time back
Buried in the soil of my homeland
Where I was wandering freely
My spirit was at its pure
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Sweet sound of sparrow
Awakened my mornings
Fragrance of fresh flowers
Mingles with your breath
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Thoughts come to me
Like a breeze
And inside me they freeze
When pain melts
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In this very space
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Neither of us said it
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Genes arranged in helix
Life grows in twists
Soul breaths in line.
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Thirst of butterfly
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There is no one, other than you
Who think of you,
There are no memories, other than
Your own mirror image,
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It's shadow or body
I do not know
But I bow with my whole heart
And pray for the life of ephemeral flowers
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