Peace

Godly Sentinelese

Let’s not pollute

By teaching religion

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Onge , Jarawas

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Prayer

O my Lord

Please grant me 

Some prolongation

No, I’m not afraid of death

And definitely wish to

Submerge forever in

The silent relief

Of your cool comfort

But still

Just for a little while more

Let me experience this

Heartless callous world

So that

I don’t feel like

Coming here again!

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Reading fiction

Opened an old novel

Memories came alive

A dried-up rose!

                                                                                                         (Image from Google)

Disclaimer: I’m not calling it a haiku

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Dodo

Water water everywhere

Not a drop on its wing

Golden dodo soars high

In dark gray sky

Worry not give time

Damp patch to dry

On the ceiling

And on the lung

May it sound funny, honey

But what really matters

Is money

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Coma

                                                     
                                                     
                                                               Memories’ quartz

Dust of time,

Quiet flows

Rivulet of images,

Ardours plash

And feelings gale,

Dreams murmur

Desires stretch.

Between us but

Icicles in coma!

(Image by Google)

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You are missed

The wind is naughty today again

feebly teasing sometimes

uncouthly caressing the chime

And it is responding too

not in rapturous pleasure

but in painful sighs

They feel your absence

and miss you perhaps.

Or do I?

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Perennial

Will the Ganga defile

If I end

My life in it

To reunite with Thee?

Why no my soul

Is too pure

To pollute it

For the moments it remains

In there..

And the biodegradable body

Will satiate the fish

Within couple of hours.

Ah but for the stent

In my heart

And the ache!

(Image from Google)

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Fodder

Jaded are my eyes and gorged brain

Oh so badly I need something to sustain

No placebo I crave for, give me a balm..

Who feeds on cartfuls of fodder?

I thrive on a pearl on an ivory palm!

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