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 MOKSH
  By Umang Bagaria
 
 Moksh, I have dreamt
 that we were born,
 we lived ,but I died,
 you lived on,
 you still live,
 and I wonder.

 It all started
 when we cried together
 and then I cried alone,
 We fought and
 u accepted,
 I was angry when
 u chose peace,
 I rebelled while
 you lived, 
 Choices came but
 u made them,
 I was selfish but
 u were generous,
 and I was loved-
 u were respected.

 When we got unto life
 I made wealth, I accepted wealth,
 lust took me,
 wine duped me,
 love betrayed me-
 while u preached,
 lived a hermit,
 made a diversion
 of the road less travelled,
 You blessed me.
 And then came
 misery and it loved me,
 my companion for life,
 I was in the darkest corner,
 still could see the wild world
 and everyone init,
 It is nice to have
 nice things
 but they are immaterial.

 Moksh, I longed for you,
 I searched wide,
 I asked people,
 I cried - for you,
 I laughed,
 Today I'm in an asylum
 Everyone thinks I'm a lunatic
 But my deepest senses are alive,
 A dream changed my life-
 Had I really met u Moksh.