My Job Is Done Poem by Aftab Alam

My Job Is Done

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It's raining every where,
Within -outside,
Cloud-deep and dark,
Chasing me, to ride,

Nodding, gossiping,
We always chide,
Ah! political table talk,
A tea party,
Desire to be flame,

Darkness with sudden water pour,
Cloud overhead,
Astonished-mouth opened wide,
Fate of every one,

'Tis for you,
My job is done

Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: political utopia
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