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Ramana Tandra Jan 2019
Howls or
Deafening noises
It doesn't matter
To the graveyard
.
You or I
Earth shows
No discrepancy.
.
Come out of ignorance
Enter the light
Ramana Tandra Jan 2019
I am here
Not because of my words
But because of my thoughts
.
My words can mislead you
But not my thoughts
.
I sing
Not for tinsel world
But for the proletariat
For
The latter are creators
Ramana Tandra Jan 2019
The life I am living is
Slithering into ambiguity

It's nothing
But a ruined temple
Around the soul
There are hemps and weeds
Preventing humanity

The life I am living is
A stumpy tree having
Neither birds on the top
Nor passers by below

The life I am living is
Like a pathetic *******
That bearing the burden
Of seduced dark nights
Conceiving inevitability
.
The life I am living resembles
The valiant on spider's web
The blood is evaporated
The body is withered
.
The life I am living
Seems to be the corpse
Ready for funeral
Receiving
Final praises and curses
.
The life I am living is
Irrelevant to the world
The life I am living is
AN AMBIGUOUS SONG
Ramana Tandra Jan 2019
When I hate myself
Even my shadow does so
.
When I love myself
Even my shadow does so
.
To live or To die
It's not a fate
.
It's my attitude
Ramana Tandra Jan 2019
Listen to the truth.
See the agony,
The perishability
Of the suffocated lives
Under the blanket of starvation.
.
Listen to the truth.
Now the world is ready
To conceal the glow-worm
Underneath the dust.
Now the world is ready
To Smear the stench
To the fragrance soil.
.
Listen to the truth.
This is the world
That manipulate the Sorrows
Saying that they are isms.
.
Listen to the truth.
It is the brutality
the world now cultivates.
Ramana Tandra Jan 2019
Listen to the truth.
The world you see now is
A sharpened tip of
Poisoned sword
That stands erected
On the ladder of deaths.
.
Listen to the truth.
Kindness has been in filtered
Through the layers of the heart.
.
Do you know what remains?
0nly the Pulp made of malice.
.
Listen to the truth.
With the Transformed new targets Humanity is leaking out
Through
the condensed obscurities.
.
Listen to the truth.
As well as sins and curses
There born words and thoughts
From the impregnation
That the vacuum conceives.
Ramana Tandra Jan 2019
Don't look at me
I am an idolum
.
Don't look at me
I am a trauma
.
Don't remonstrate
My heart is dilating
.
Don't remonstrste
My heart is revealing
Its agony
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