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Anibha Rawat Poem
Down below the sky ,just right above the lane;
I was walking across my street,
Saw those glittering eyes which was full of desire.
Were waiting that some one come and hire.
Their age was hardly twelve or thirteen,
Bare feet and with wean.
Those glittering eyes shows the gloomy picture of our country,
Are we wanted India to be the land of so many hungry?
Revolutions, rebellions and much more reforms!
Still,those people are not in condition to transform.
Those glittering eyes shows the gloomy picture of desire,
Again strikes in my mind with great ceasefire!
Hope for them!
This is the last anthem.
Copyright © Anibha Rawat | Year Posted 2020
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