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Meghana
Poems
Oct 2019
FOR I WAS A TRAVELLER…..
I roamed with my leg sore
Weary in body and soul
For I was a traveller tired of the lore
Which was learnt by my father before
The mountains loomed overhead
With arches that led
Deep in the ground which bore
The weight of these hills ages hence
The grass grew fresh and green
In meadows that weren’t seen
My footsteps were the first
My footprints stay here forever
As the flowers grew sweet and colourful
I knew it was time to explore
For I was a traveller weary of the lore
Which was learnt by my father before
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Meghana
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