SUPOEMS
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Under the carpet of brightness
Lies the resting sun yielding to pain
But continues the fight with darkness
Ever and forever ---- without any compromise as such.
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New born babies
Slipped into the garbage bins
Heckling the unwed and unwanted
Mother hood
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All along the route
The trees made to run fast
The magic spell of speeding train
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Silence
Metered By
Sounding trails
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i'm really enjoying your work. this poem is great.this does certainly impart that feeling of still, though chill, air that seems somewhat warm and comforting and at the same time sad..

misty..