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By: Debasis Tripathy

Drought

It feels so helpless and bad,
I don’t know why!
Something’s in me made me sad,
And answers I seek from the sky.

I am unquiet, full of doubts,
Nothing seems certain, all uncalm,
Lots of water around, still a drought,
Even with good lines on my palm.

On the surface I am arrayed,
From within and others I seek joy,
Still remember what she’d said
Thou never dare thyself destroy!

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