Gajanan Mishra

Gold Star - 278,130 Points (3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Race - Poem by Gajanan Mishra

What I dream,
That I dreamt.

No leaf in my
Mango tree,
And I cry for
Free.

You are with me
And doing nothing.
Coming and going
Night and day.

Always I hear you
Touching you every moment.

And you are not with me,
At the time of horse race.

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (9/16/2017 3:06:00 AM)


    I cry for free! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 16, 2017


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