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Random musings

Passion does not always find money
Else I would be
a happy woman
selling my poems.

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In the sky sailed kites
of multicolored paper
And some with wings spread wide.

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What could you give me?
I often wondered.
Then I lost you.

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(c) Alaka Yeravadekar

5 comments:

  1. I like the last one. Really, really like the last one. The second one is cute and a bit of a pun, the first... I'm not very sure about the idea of equating money and happiness... but the last one is a bit of genius for sure!

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  2. thanx Sud, Omkar..

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  3. the third one is good.

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  4. glad u liked it, Ankur

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