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Author Name: Freesatishverma 0 Comments
Date Added: July 20, 2013 23:07:05 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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In the valley of blasts 
a row of jacarandas 
tall, sweet smelling, 

shed blue petals endlessly. 
A colossus spread 
on wounds of earth. 

A small girl with pellets 
in her belly 
was searching her wounded mother. 

Essense of sorrow 
helps to find myself, 
in defense of freedom. 

In the city of death 
an unbeliever like me 
wants to find peace with God.

Satish Verma
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