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Reena Saxena

Abstract

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Reena Saxena

Abstract

Shed the past

Shed the past

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Wherever I go, I hear the same sounds

Voices in head, articulated

Of people long dead, they lie underground


Emanating from an old mind unsound

Unhappy, with no aim - just frustrated

Wherever I go, I hear the same sounds


I fumble with words just to get around

Throw away all those decades of outdated,

Of people long dead, they lie underground


Let Sun bring a new day, freshness surround

Thoughts with inspiration unabated

Wherever I go, I hear the same sounds


Cut umbilical cords - wisdom profound

Helps generate a soul liberated

Of people long dead, they lie underground


Let me channelise the energy unbound

Let old graveyards lie in peace-sedated

wherever I go, I hear the same sounds

of people long dead, they lie underground


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