Friday, April 13, 2012


Barbed wire all around us,
We are discernible by our birth;
Black, White, Barbarian & civilized,
Somewhere a child is born and cried.

Pyramids down – know not why!?
Harappa, Mohenjo-Daro, Stonehenge; all dry
Outburst of a distant cry
Something new, Why not try?

Noah’s Ark was destined for life,
Neither for land and nor for rights.
Life is numbered – Sum of breadths;
Few more and we would freeze
Shamsud A 
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