Saturday, October 18, 2014

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as it flapped its wings
i held it firmly i would
not let it go,,his paper
thin flesh his elderly
woes a step away
death watched him
enviously holding
back his blow
gave him grace
fields of wisdom
let him plough
some more
he was sure
one day he
would pull him
into his parlor
gently shut the
door .. end of life
end of score

beggar poet
you cant shoot him
no more blood sweat
tears  of ore ,,.as the
waves began to roar
hitting the shores ,,

dedicated to my good friend devigoes for alpha
ek zalzala kya sitam kya zor ,, ham sab kamzor

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