the time that is moving round me now - 2
this morningi've woke up little earlier
to observe the dawn
the flags of my behaviour
are posted in the grass-land
around me
no one should take them
as the handkerchiefs of
a demon
a group of people is harvesting
the paddy of the spring-season
i too join them to remember
the water-game of the ducks
i'm speaking less
or keeping mum
but there remains so many topics
to be discussed
the battle of the ballots...
the global recession...
the climate-change...
the terrorism...
the joint-force...
Poetry by murari sinha
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Written on 2010-06-08 at 12:07
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