1 The Thieves' Lane
Edged with a line of houses
Erected gigantically on both sides
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1 'Gran, gran, what's the time now'
Joe asked her in voice low
Gran turned to see the clock so
But a dog barked then 'wow wow'
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My folly kept pricking
Too prolonged my heart
Awaiting His presence
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Two opposites function to clash well
Sea said I can swell, so now I swell
'Oh, I can't do' Land said
Sea swelled, swelled and land drowned
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Standing on the seashore alone
A loving privacy from too afar
Fell into my sight so bizarre
Can't tell how sportive they were
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His golden mane raying around like a floodlight
Young sun rises espousing earth.Born his son 'Day'
Boosted with his dad's might Day sprawls in delight
Enacting a play of life that grows in flora and faunae
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Season to season Neem flowers
Kids playing around say
"Oh, bitter smell"
But Neem says
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That piece of land struck with drought
This piece of land with flood
Quakes, wars, diseases this and that lot
We cry out with tears loud
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Sree and Joe are friends very close
And too much playful of no use
With least interest in studies
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An old widower feared of life childless
Adopted an adult twenty four, age mindless
Play-God of Tholvillimangalam was the witness
Expected invitees we a chit parentless
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