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My Poems
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fatema_diu:
All my life I am so
Winding all the poems in the air
Which were once precious more than
Anything would do
I loose my bag full of grains of miscellaneous info
I kept making scribble which could be like Tagore’s photo
But I lost them with a whirl of a fan
And I forget all with the passing of time
Still if somehow I recall my issues
I feel the grand pain of Grendel’s mom
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