Hindi Blank Verse Poems

Weaver birds near Escombe, where I was raised ...
Doing their weaving with palm leaves, cut precisely
With little beaks, for bare Acacias across the yard ...
Now...

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Echo blasts,

as it's all hunky-dorey in an iconoclasts contrasts,

displacement of my courageousness on a dumb-fast
tele~cast,

the resumed movement 28 days later wasn't even just as fast;

it...

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This form was made from star stuff
To radiate endless love.
My soul is whole, but part of
land, sea, and sky above.
I am whole, but only half...

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I awake, not sure whether I am alive... or dead
I wait, for the smell of the hearth... and baking bread 
But, what greets me is...

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