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Standing on the vast sea shore,
I am longing to see the rising sun.
The inchoation of a blemish less day.
when the hitherto world will change.
Man will be turned to humane.
I will be you and you will be me.
With divine thoughts and pious feelings,
we will crow about the treasure of life.
The soothing feeling after
stretching a helpful hand,
The joy of sharing a piece of bread.
Dancing on the tune of Cosmopolitan hyme,
I hope to see a new sunshine.
Nothing inclement and inane,
The blood will flow only in vein.
We all under the same roof,
In the presence of our Great father.
We will hop together at each fun.
I will surely see that shining sun.
Yellow to orange and then to red,
I wish to see its every shade,
Light lavender all around,
I hope to see the Golden Dawn.
shweta singh
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Malini Kadir (2/1/2009 11:43:00 PM)
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hope your dream comes true my friend!
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