Swapan Deep Singh
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I Wanted To Know
It was a bright sunny morning and I stood on a side;
Gazing at my crying mother;
Staring at my sobbing father.
It seemed something terrible had happened;
As if someone had died, but who and why?
I asked my father, But alas! No reply.
I screamed for an answer;
But nobody seemed to hear my cry.
I ran to my room dejected, confused.