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Apr 2016
The paper boats sail
upon the stream.
Curious like vagabonds
questing for dreams.

On they float
through bends & turns,
Over silt mountains
& valleys of fern.

Glide with butterflies,
Caper past toads.
Not a clue where
leads the watery road.

Caressing the earth,
Savoring the rain,
Drawn into the rapids,
Broken free again.

The tempest, the calm,
All the vistas unknown.
Horizons they cross.
To beyond, they've flown!

A paper boat I hold
Only one to spare
Place it in the water
A small white corsair.

She kneels beside me,
on a bed of grass.
Points at the boat
& throws me a glance.

Smiling, she asks,
"Leaving? Where to?"
"Let's find out", I say
"My boat is for two."
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Shreekant Dhuri
Written by
Shreekant Dhuri  24/M/India
(24/M/India)   
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