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Poems by Anant Dhavale.
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Wednesday, August 26, 2026
Friday, August 14, 2026
Raw stuff
Come walk with me
We will talk about things and laugh
At our frailties
And the banal intricacies of this world
Love Stays
Beyond questions and dilemmas
When we smile and eat and drink
Together
Life seems ok
And things are alright.
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I leave but I do not reach
More of a drifter
I walk with the bird’s intent
And the need to return
Every man needs to return
Home
An odyssey undefined
So I walk
But I don’t reach
So I walk with the emptiness of
Oceans
And I walk
And I walk
Beguiled the universe floats
Around me
It’s a gossamer I have weaved
A tale I have spun
Let me color the tale
With my moments
So I walk
So I drift
Evenings anchored in my
Lungs
A melancholy on my
Hands
It’s the rain of an individual
Apocalypse
An individual
End of time
Wednesday, August 12, 2026
Passage
In the air a sadness
Looms large
I haven’t been the poet that I am
This monsoon is different
A reminder of
Another time
Another life
I have changed
With the universe
Around me
Mountains and valleys
Of my days
A quiet passage
Through my time
We live in our time
In our hearts, in our life
And time flows by
Like it never knew
Like it never knew
-Anant
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