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Jyoti Thatte (UBI Teary Eyes Contest | Gold Pen )

Only a few tears would drench the earth,
When I say my final goodbye,
Green grass will grow sun will spread mirth,
Stars would shine across the mighty sky,
The rain will drench the farms,
With pride the river would swell,
The unfailing morn will spread its charms,
None would care weather I fade or dwell,
My caring friends would wipe their tears,
And return to their routine chore,
Of daily life full of joy and fears,
As moments spill away relentlessly from destiny,s galore,
Why get overwhelmed by this world so fragile,
Why love hate laugh or lament,
And step into this snare of guile ,
When plainly clear is the truth so blatant.


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