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Old Delhi Poems - Poems about Old Delhi


Premium Member The Bar Dancer
...I'm not a sinner; by bar-dancing I earn my living, Pennies of my labor I gather, to God, thanksgiving; Cloths meager; body a leafless bloom; yet, I have morals, In feeding the stomachs wait for me......

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Categories: old delhi, irony, life, suicide, woman,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Old Delhi
... a mass of wires criss-crossed the sky and hung across the road as car horns - stuck on 'play repeat' blared out where tourists strode. there were happy, smiling faces advertising private car......

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Categories: old delhi, holiday, poverty, social, travel,
Form: Rhyme




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