fallen leaves
even-thenafter so much disaster
i can save some fallen leaves
i become greatly devoted
to the grief for you
the stream also complies the night
i go to put on the lamp
with the soil that is brought up
within a unbound fountain
i can see in every drop of tear
casts anchor the domestic boat
would the pink letters
also fall down
when the cold-wind blows
there has been
so much storm
so much rain
wouldn't any history of them
be penned down
Poetry by murari sinha
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Written on 2010-05-29 at 04:14
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