Tuesday, 2 July 2013

Go away!




   --- Go away! ---


Go away!
Barked the watch dog ….
He shivered and walked away on footpath
Heart broken
He cried
He, who constructed this building
He, who made this marvel
He, who shaped this structure
Can’t even touch it, feel it, caress it ….
In this cruel world
Where kings use to cut the hands of masons
Who carve the marvels like Taj
He is lucky
That his hands are still intact
He is still alive ….
                                  ‘naman’  

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