ROCHISH MON Poems

Be free from badness
It is an age-old disease

Be free from sect
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Humans have not become humans still why?
In the hearts real goodness is ever nil why? ?
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Collusion of illusions… life that is life
Profusion of confusions... life that is life

Our attitude has not seen exactitude
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I am not bound by cults and creeds I want to know you
O god, I hate isms and their deeds I want to know you

Life is killing the living and living is killing the life always
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My heart sways
While flowers blossom
My mind sprouts
While the dawn had its dawn
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I have a deep wound in my heart I am a lover
With that wound I create fine art I am a lover

I originate and propagate a lot of great songs
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O heart, sing your
Hymns and songs, in the world
Though we hear sounds of lamenting
Do not stop-
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A new flower has blossomed-

Hither to unknown flower that is. Perhaps, at some point in time a few sages, a few saints would have described about that flower. But no one had an experience of that flower so far. By and large people are not heedful to sages and saints, is it not? Geniuses, intellectuals are not at all aware of that flower. That is a nameless and creedless flower and that was not touched by any religion.
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I travel with my thoughts
As I do live, as I have life
I travel with my thoughts
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Consciously and constantly morality is being damaged
Hence every now and then humanity is being damaged

Countless religions, procedures, and propagandas
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