DASHARATH NAIK

Do go on bleeding
Inking about humanity;
Listening to the poor
And the destitute;
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QUERY

So much stored
Everywhere
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The point now sidles up to me
Holds my hand in full agog
Asking me if I am who I am
And I do stand speechless.
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Thy name is Mother
Born to replace God here on earth
The ocean of unconditional love
Spring of care, affection unlimited
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Life

Bathed in
shades of love,
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In your
Pride and prejudice
I grow
Everyday
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LETTER FROM OLD AGE HOME

Stay blessed, my son
Best wishes and blessings
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My thoughts bleeding now
my existence in this void and
the darkness engulfing me
my world almost at peril
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Harnessing what I have
I fumble and fall
my aspirations dig my grave
to be left there unrecognized
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The dreams like drops of rain
often drench me thoroughly,
the hopes like gusts of breeze
do refresh my solitary realm
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SCARECROW

The indomitable spirit all fatigued
The cherished dreams capsized like paper boats
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While bidding bye to the bough
The departing guest lingers
Recollects swings of spring
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The wind howls through the SAJANAA tree;
The dragon flies dance madly
To the tune of pattering drops of rain;
Life laments sitting in the rocking chair;
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On rising woes
A locked man
Feels himself cursed;
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The wind in me has stopped whistling
to boost my tired mind;
its caressing touch now tortures
like stings of bee
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Lifting its head
the darkness looks around in search of me
from nowhere to everywhere
and my shadow slips away narrowly
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When I asked Spring
To love me
To cool me with her colours,
A part of night denied me
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At times
Willingness feels hapless
At the threshold
Of unwillingness;
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Let poetry flow freely like fountains
Through ups and downs on the way
The narrowness obstructing path to Humanity
Overcoming all the terrifying Devils
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Cursed is she
A victim of circumstances
Be she who she may
Wife sister mother daughter
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