Crane on one leg
Swallowing the fish
Planning to fly so high
In row with its brethren
Fanning its wings
Tries again and again
To sour high in the sky
Untiring in its efforts
While the sun sets in the west
Shy to the core
Fair in complexion
Spoiling the health
Stooping too low
Beauty overflowing
Cold eyes rolling
Hot tears falling free
Your love is pining here
Shadow is merging in the darkness
Donkey with wounded legs
Inflicted by the mighty
Sharks in the saltpans
Unable to cross the water body
Bigger in parameters
Brooding on its inability
Starts shedding
Muscle power
I look for mercy, my dear soul!
30 4 08
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