Nageswara Rao Ravella Poems

There was a spinster of sixty years old.
She pleaded god from the hospital bed to extend her life since her wishes were not fulfilled.
God granted her hundred years more.
She was remade as an angel with insurance money.
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Ubiquitous psychic network, I am.
Treasure trove of brains, I am.
Bond's espionage,
The Joker's anarchy,
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I don't know whether you are my sun, my moon or beat of my heart.
Sure, you are protagonist of my life.
With the parents backdrop, you and I have chosen each other by chance.
We loved each other.
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Democracy provides votes.
Voters vote for the cherished ones.
Winners can't deliver promises.
There is a mismatch of wants and vows.
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