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Me and My Peacock or My  Peacock and My Me( A Dialogue Across Time and Space )WORDS AND CENTURIES  ---------------------------------Words and Centuries (This is Seshendra Sharma's unique / rare writing ,
ME
  I come out of sleep only to return into dream I am that pain which cannot see the world The dreams that I dream in the night Are bridges that I build over the days
  Do not alight on my heart like flies From the rubbish Does not bite as rats bite bread, Rise like swords From flames of sufferings: Write on the walls of the universal space 
  On the body of my country Tanks of water are red wounds Rivers are flowing blood Yielding to the voices of the flesh Here the sky sold away its sun for a fistful of stars
  I set in pain And rise in happiness I am the human sun Do not be blown off Like the leaf Wounded by the wind I know Your thoughts were birds Chasing one another
I am the drop of sweat, I am the sun Rising from the hills of human sinews, Hearts are my friends I live in the city of sufferings Although in my fist, I hold an ocean of history I sculptured man silently –
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