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Lost Cover
Lost Cover
1 min
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Look…
The sky meets the earth
Where…
My village is there.
A small cottage,
Bamboos and mud the walls are.
A wooden box in a corner,
Old books inside
Like my childhood,
Grandfather’s Bhagvat Gita
Not required not destroyed,
Some blank papers
But Secured….
Still I dream there
Someone whispers me a dark night,
Someone a scarecrow,
Someone a jailbird.
But still I tolerate me a lost Cover
I stay there
Where …
The sky and the earth meet together.
