Om Puri Is Alive

A phylogenetic Era Om puri is alive Poem by brijmohan Swami Beragi

Drive TV,
Do not wipe sweat
From cutting ladyfingur,
Join the girlfriend phone,
Division grievances
Om went to Puri,
Say mute
Cry three hundred tears
In the diary,
Change photos
Tell yourself

So true man was
 That in death
How can such a person be remembered by not mixing sickness or pain,
Maybe their last years
Seeing bad movies?

Cut off blood,
Do not bite
The human being would have been the same,
As much as he leaves

But in front of the camera
On light voice
Om Puri left this courage
 courage
 Which we never tested
Poor and
 Unemployed children can see,
And the Mumbai people there
Repeatedly Your Dreams
"You Can Become Stars"

Om was an entire era
Hope and justice plate name
 Drowning heart
Last night,
I set on mac
Saluted those hands
Kissed them,
The last breath of his world stretched
Like crying
My mother's hand ...

Om Puri is alive.