That the driver can brake only
When passengers hold rods.
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Listen,
No, let it go offAs you knowNo change will bring forthSay,Something I want to listenNo, please stopAs I knowNo one will tell the truthLet’s moveWhere the change liesNo, no need of itAs you knowNo one likes the changeLet’s goWhere the fresh winds blowNo, please hold onAs you knowEvery one feels safe insideThe closed door and…
After each poem I think I am out of ideas
And the cells of my mind are shut out tightAnd I would not be able to write anything anymore;Then comes the rest and I start thinking againAnd my thinking moves round a questionAnd that question is: If I can breathe that means I am aliveAnd if I am alive that means I have a lifeAnd…
You and the adroitly attired new sun
To get moisture in the morningMy desire peeps in daily and remains dryWhen your conceit changes dirty dressStill I am your client in your autumnal luxurious marketAnd at high price your farce I buyThe burning flute of bamboo of June- July is not adequateYet the smoke of burning tune strikes the nostrilsOf this unfortunate poet.
Since last week in my vision I see a wall
And taller than the men and women gatheredNear its base and try to oversee something eagerly;Taller men and women are on their toesAnd shorter put their eyes on the holesGreen grasses and here and there some bushesAt first look this part of the world appearBut for them close look holds something else;They would never mind…
When you see
Like a water of riverAnd you are floating downThings are movingLike a go merry roundYour head spins like a topNone is found aroundDo not think you are alone with your burdenSpread your hand and call my nameI am always with you as a friend
No one can reach to each corner of this world
I know the angel doing what nowI know the devil in him conspiring to kill whom and howImpossible you may shout but I am telling youI have a magic diary cum magic mirror you should keep in mindI look at it many times in a day;Say, ninety times in a minuteSo, it is not unknown…