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Droplet

Drops of rain falling down

Resounding as they hit the ground

Filling the hole in ground

Seen the hole for ages

Now I see a puddle of water

I dream of the seas

I dream of the ships

I dream of the ventures

I dream of the richness it brings

I dream of the lifestyle

A bullock cart shattered the dream

It went by and the dirt was on me

Oceans of anger, anguish gushed out

Curses and abuses went on

Raindrops still falling

Filling the hole in the ground

Atma Sanchaya Dhwani, Volume 1 Issue 13, 1st Nov, 2006


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