(18.07.1964 / THANJAVOORE/TAMILNADU/INDIA)

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My travels in the hell

It is hard and so teadius travel to me
though my travel is a nice car
The roads, I ve travelled seems as hell
Just a road with out green trees in the sides

Only wheeled animels flown here and there and
exhausting a large volume of black smoke
No flowers, and the musics of little sky singers
only the roarings of metallic wilds, I heard

One second, I stopped and
felt this travel as the travel in the hell

Submitted: Sunday, October 14, 2007
Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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  • Pari Dharawat (11/3/2011 11:37:00 PM)

    Liked it! nice it is..

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  • Subbaraman N V (11/18/2007 11:51:00 PM)

    Yes! You are right! A great movenent is the need of the hour to arrest the unfortunate trend!

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