pranshul saxena Poems

EARTH is shouting
it wants help,
not to save it self
but to save its men.
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it goes like nothing
it took along everyting
it works anticeptically on bad things
it can make you something
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i will accept
what i m
do not show off
what u arent
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i dont know what to do
to go left or to go right
no path seems so bright
i am in the dark
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i am me
me and we all

i am not the wind
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let me tell you my story
you know me, i am poem

i share with you
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see them
running hear and there
just for money and to be happy
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