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Jul 2019
All together
Played fast
In the interval of four years
And got many happiness
Couriers
Then hit by dooms in
Eighth and forteenth years
All got frightened and
Wondered how
We would survive
Still we played to
the tune of time
And did not divert
Performed duties well
Kept all cool
Bonded family cell
In Eighteenth year
it now totally vanished
With your departure
All shades of colour
are now bleak and
nothing to reoccur
Now your shack, my shack
Just talk about this
If this was to happen then
Why you Lured me to Jaipur
You reached heaven
Now whom do I ask
the skills to live and
Life's more lesson
Mohan Sardarshahari
Written by
Mohan Sardarshahari  56/M/India
(56/M/India)   
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