Chariot Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Chariot

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Come friend take my hand
Let’s go where the chariot of our childhood stood
To find out there if those times still stand
The ones we think are lost for good.
Come friend let’s retrace on the sand
Our imprints we think are lost for good
The times may there in wait for us stand
Where our yore’s chariot stood!

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