Thirst For Roses
Thirst for Roses
A woman in rags with intelligent looks
Rusticity seen all over looking for a job.
The village sky was too small
She wanted to soar high in a city sky.
Lived in ten by ten room
With her husband & two children.
When the life gave a good start,
Her husband was attacked by paralysis
Lying in broken bed, numb as a wound
Her salty tears deforming the tiles.
Life’s funeral procession is on its way,
Make the way
Somebody’s existence is being robbed
Make the way
Let he be in peace with the Almighty
Make the way
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Date 9-11-13
Dr. Ram Mehta
First Place Win
Contest: Another day in Paradise by Jenish
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