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It's beautiful !

The mask on your face Has left its place, Clear as a day In its true grace. The mask of pretence is gone And so is the mask of compassion; For ages you had hidden them Now your heart is in open. Never hoped you to the smaller All the time, Now that the mask is gone You are glad to show anger and aggression. You had more of mind And less of heart, Had it not been for maths We would have long gone apart. Even greed has its grace, Anger is sweeter when open on face; You were too busy being nice, While praying in disgrace. I knew you pretended, Was hoping to see you arrive, And now that you have showed your true face, You know what I found? It's beautiful. Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

My faces

You know what, I have got many faces. Just thought about it and knew, All faces are diffrent, none true. That's it. Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Just anywhere

Not everyone can become a good thinker, But a good thinker can come from anywhere; From any country, any part, From any religion, any society; Just anywhere. Not everyone can understand you better, But a good pal can come from anywhere; From any house, any background, From any age, any appearance; Just anywhere. Not everyone can become a good comrade, But a good comrade can come from anywhere, From poor or rich home, any state, From dog in your backyard, or from space; Just anywhere. You can become anyone, You can become anybody, You can trust and love anyone and everyone, Yes you can; That's how it is. Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Atop the four storey building

It's a four storey building I live in; Not so glorified, Neither inhibited by anyone dignified; The habitat of 16 common families. I came on the roof today And witnessed world around, The panorama of buildings Signboards and glowing lights. There were others too, Looking at the same buildings as I was, Discussing their lives, And getting the same panoramic view. It was then I saw the stairs Up the machine room, I climbed up and viewed from one higher floor; Now the same buildings looked different. I guess, had the building been hundred floors, I would still have wished To go one more floor up And to see more. Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com