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Feb 2014
I sit by the sea,
seeking answers from thee..

To the questions I can't frame
To the doubts that seem too lame

Lights just seem to flicker
Y won't d agony end quicker?

I crave for what I despise
Nd I know that ain't wise

For the gold ain't golden, and golden ain't gold
A mystery, Heavenly wizard! That only you hold!

The jargon makes no sense,
Wisdom is for you to dispense

And meanwhile I just sit by the sea,
Still waiting for answers from thee!!
Arun Dua
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