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Feb 2014
On the tossing water i float
Like a straw shredded from the field,
Unknown of its own destination.
                                              How gloomy I am!
Like a lost dear strayed from its herd,
Tracing no track nor any shelter.
        How gloomy I am!
Like a young bird with pinions broken,
Fluttering in vain, achieving no dream.
                            How gloomy I am!
Like a bud with no petals,
Lying in the bed,
Following  the wind.
        How gloomy I am!
Like a yellow fallen leaf,
Rustling its pain in deaf ears.
                                 How gloomy----------------?
Mohd Arshad
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