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Birat Anupam Poem
Poor
Have two weapons
Belly
And
Ballot
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Your heart differs from stone
stone doesn't translate into heart
but, your heart turns stone
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Ocean lights cigarette
Puffs mouthful smoke towards mountain
Tobacco clouds incarcerate the mountain
Later on....
Mountain coughs
Its skins are uprooted
Displaying crystal clear
Cancer-laminated
Black lungs of mountain
Dear buddy
I beg sorry
I don't wanna be another mountain
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When you were mine
I deposited myself on you
felt light
now, you are others'
you put your weight on me
and, I am overloaded
can't move on......
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Educated people
Apply education
To lead university
Uneducated fellows
Use emotions
To lead universe
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You confess
you are vegetarian
but, why do you chew my heart
time and again
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Your beauty beats
whole lot said to be beautiful
why God seldom appears in public ?
God fears your decorum
outsmarts his glow
you gravitate everything
even the 'black hole' of the universe
your moves make melody in my moments
your eyes are my entrance gates into
deepest ocean to tickle the feet of the earth
tallest Himalayas to shoulder the stretch of sky
your glimpses dance on
every cell of air that goes by me
all objects they meet me
eyes opened, I see you
eyes closed, I feel you
unfortunate to utter
my eyes are okay to embrace you
my dreams are afoot to decorate you
my aim is seated to welcome you
nonetheless...
my wallet can't withstand your weight
my back succumbs to carry your beauty's basket
so is the cause my love...
I wanna be your
booming onlooker than
bankrupt sponsor
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Mr. propertied belittles pedestrians
whenever he drives his car
hurling blows of horns at ears
raining acids of lights on eyes
during busy days, fatigue evenings and sexy nights
however, Mr. propertied ,too, desires walking
so he secretly goes morning walks
where he glimpses sans his car
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