Sanjay Mehta

Rookie - 0 Points (14-03-1967 / Nagrota Bagwan)

Till That Uprising - Poem by Sanjay Mehta

There he sits
With virtues becoming extinct

Cornered by mauvis
Suppressed by vice

His own traits
Hinderance in the race

Finds solace
At the base

The base
Which supports the entire race

When this creed
Raises its head in revolt
Lord
Live me till that plot.

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  • Rookie Www. Poemhunter.com/m-d-dinesh-nair-2 (9/28/2012 10:00:00 AM)

    It is a poem that speaks all. Until the man in misery rightly revolts nothing can be achieved at all. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 29, 2012


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