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Nov 2016
THE HANDS OF A CLOCK
REVOLVED ROUND THE CIRCULAR DOT
GAVE A KNOCK
TO MY LAZY EARS LIKE A GUN SHOT

MY NOISY HANDS GAVE A SIGNAL
TO THE NOISY CLOCK
TO STOP THE RECITAL
AND SIT LIKE A ROCK

TIME PASSED
I SLEPT UNFAZED
BLAZING LIGHT CROSSED MY  EYES
STILL I SLEPT UNFAZED

A BAND SOUND WOKE ME AT LAST
I WAS IN SHOCK
TO SEE THE TIME RUNNING SO FAST
BLAMING THE CLOCK

I RAN INTO THE UNKNOWN BUS
WITHOUT MY PURSE
PRACTICING A VERSE
WHICH IS ALL A CURSE
myakala neha
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myakala neha  HYDERABAD
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