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MONDAY, JULY 04, 2011
My Joy


Water water everywhere, but not a drop to drink,
What is but the world for, not a time to stand and blink?
I think, I stare, I see again,
There’s nothing left to spare.

Roti, kapda, makan aur mobile is my motto,
sorry dude you haven’t won the lotto,
Alcohol, drugs, pizza and vile,
nearest relative seems far by miles.

Confined to darkness my cry unheard,
The one to wipe lost in the herd…
A corner of my heart still smiles,
Poring over the fading old files,
Of greenery of happiness of warmth of joy
Lots of love, now i say good bye….


(it's about losing yourself and loved one's in the rat race, roti,kapda aur makaan means food,clothes and house-basic necessiities of life)


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