A WISH
There's no free spaceit's impossible to grow
here crammed with weeds
no room for flowers even
behind the windows now sighing
for a little sun and fresh air
if they could bury
the garbage of years and
give the peonies a chance
Poetry by R.K.Singh
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Written on 2005-07-19 at 13:24




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