We the people
We the people
of the world
want to live.
Live with dignity
Live with fairness.
We are not
immigrants.
We are here
for all times to come.
We do not want
anything from anybody.
We have everything
already.
What is wanting
in our brain.
and we are simply
blank paper.
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Bottle
Life long bottle partner
Feeding bottle at childhood
To Ganga jal(Holy water of river Ganga)
Bottle at deathbed
Water bottle at schooldays
Cold drinks bottles
And liquor bottles at adulthood
And blood bottles at hospital bed.
Lifelong bottle partner
Lifelong bottle partner
Our life our soul is in a bottle
This body is bottle
And it is life partner.
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Fighting Self
Fighting with self
Till end and no end
Doctrine of lapse
Turned autogear.
Contrary pulls continue
Consideration value
Not paid
Procurement stop earlier.
Game costly and delayed
Misplaced somewhere
Somebody and something
Not active
Product enhancer.
If so like
Any one can go
To see correctness of
Tender fixing
Collaboration failed
With manufacturers.
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Sacred And Eternal
I am fortunate to be a poet with words periodical
I am fortunate to write poems sacred and eternal.
I am fortunate to see the world in new look
I am fortunate to be in poetic imagination
With evergreen colors sacred and eternal.
I am fortunate to be a part and parcel of the world
That is yours and only yours
And you are for all sacred and eternal.
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Till The Arrival Of Fire
Talk to me
From there
Where you are.
You are in a body
And I am ready
To hear you
In light in dark
In water in air.
Talk to me
From there
Where you are.
I with you am
Counting time
Now and always
Keeping my
Intention fair.
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Self-servicing politicians
Self-servicing politicians
Unalterable laws of economics
Formed vicious circle.
Voters are caught in net
Everything to give nothing to get
Playing of crocodile and monkey
Are being set.
Starved poor
Debt ridden farmers
Commit suicide
Policy paralysis
Administrative crisis
Debilitated middle class
Un-affordable price
Rampant corruption
Touching high.
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Hue and cry
Hue and cry everywhere and you have to
Entered in to and findout you own lace of peace therein.
Nothing is untrue and nothing is true and
You have to see the falling leaf from the tree
And find the wayout how to console yourself.
This is the clear morning you see the sun is cheerful
When the greatman become cheer the happyness
of layman become dear.
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Bonus Excess Surplus Extra
In the name of contemporary
You can do anything here and there.
To be very clear I do not like
These words bonus excess surplus extra.
Bonus Excess Surplus Extra
All are in my areas
And telling things that are
Not even in Mars.
You can pickup anyone
And entered in to Fukushima
And find your debris there.
I am here
And this contemporary
Detail area.
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Raining cats and dogs and I am with you
Raining cats and dogs
And I'm with you
I'm Not telling a lie
And it is true.
Breaking my mind
I tell you everything
Muttering incantation
Leaving me nowhere.
Still you are my love
And I'm here only for you
Repeating my words
Again and again is true.
Leaving the place
Leaving you not true
Raining cats and dogs
And I'm with you
I am with you with you.
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Tikapali 2
Maa Hirasagarani is at Tikapali
Amburei is at Tikapali
Nalasubarnarekha is at Tikapali
Goodpeople are there at Tikapali
Bad people are in rulling party at Tikapali.
I kiss Tikapali for the first air gave me
I kiss Tikapali for the first light showed me
I kiss Tikapali for the first word showered on me.
I am thankful I am grateful
as I am here as fool.
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