Vivek Pradhan Poems

A young face with a smile
A face with eyes that sigh
His mother’s run away with another,
His father went looking for his mother
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The cold red sun
Burns d city streets
The dusty trees bear
Ruefully the ruthless mix
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Nine years have passed
Since he drew his last
The ventilator was just a ploy
You live in times when sons
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A well-dressed old man
Feeble as he may be
Had partnered some crooks
To build a road or a bridge
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