Arithmeatic Poem by Satish Verma
Arithmeatic
What was the
secret of the path?
A tree was climbing on a hill.
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Temple festival.
I have come from faraway
to pick up the marigolds.
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My clouds
will not reach your summit.
They are heavy with rains.
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
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