Winter Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Winter
Scene I
With heavy winter wear,
Woollies, cries galore we endeavour,
Fight winter with cold creams and all might,
Winter wins still how so brave we fight.
Scene II
With stray, torn sacks of jute
The poor strive, mouth on mute,
Trying hard the biting cold to beat,
And for sure, winter wilts in defeat!
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Reflections | 14.07.18 |
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