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Walking in the street
Walking in the street
About a young man and a small aged girl's rlationship.
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Writing Poetry
Pratyush Kumar Rath: RAIN: Falls from the heaven down to the Earth, Replenishes the beauty as if it is the cause of his birth, Father of survivals mother of beauty, Its rain:the language of duty... |
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Pratyush Kumar Rath: WALKING IN THE STREET She rushes after me alone walking in the street, So much mannered that she never let me go without her greet, Plays with the mud, plays with the sand Makes unremarkable designs with her little little hands, She forces me to make my radio off, to listen voice of her, Pleasant it sounds to me even if she murmur, That voice, that cute face died and was buried before my eyes, I cried a lot and scolded God is it a way a young girl dies? I was broken in pain, real pain, As I knew I can�??t ever her regain I still wait; I still wait to listen her voice with patience, She made me blind always without her presence Oh, Mom, now I walk before her soul alone walking in the street, I feel she tells me to forget her, and practice to go without her greet. - Pratyush Kumar Rath BJEM School, Bhubaneswar |
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