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The great river of Indus.

by javaria-waseem

By the great river of Indus, I sit all alone As I try to find the answers in my own reflection. Can these waves guide me to my destination? I can't turn back; I am far away from home. The ripples are forming just by throwing of a stone. Will I ever find my salvation? I envy the birds that can fly without any hesitation. Oh the great river of Indus! I am all alone. The soft breeze of the water whispers a song As if it had heard every word that I said Or is it just an illusion in my head? I don't know but the river understands me. The journey of the great Indus is indeed long. So I'll just sink down silently.
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Jan 26, 2015
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My first attempt at a Petrachan Sonnet.

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#unknown#river#destination#flowing#indus
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