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one day when i was crossing a street...........

Submitted:Sep 26, 2011    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

They are spreading
Their Masks from faces
Start counting of
Food boxes and money cases
Hard time is still there
Soulless body and broken care
They are believers of god
Fixed fighters of road
Rich people said they are hideous
Forget mistakes of sin done previous
Again the busy road
One more dead body
Scarlet women laughing with god
And angels forget their duties
But for others friends
Next day start as new
Smile again and tears few
Jogger continue practicing
Jinxs with fancy clothing
Hopes are still alive
This time rain don't left us dry

ASHISH 17 oct 07 11:03 am


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