The New year 2013, in trepidation slips faintly;
head-long in India while it bleeds shockingly.
The patient Sea awaits its souls rained rudely.
while somebody blocks their brooks brutally.
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That's interesting. How long have you written in English? You have an excellent grasp of nuance. Thanks, Mark
This is lndeed a great write! Let us hope, something good shall emerge from 13, flouting the popular superstition that 13 is an unluky number
T.S Eliot once praised Indian philosophy, now we can say, India is waste Land.Still, we hope.something good will be there in 2013.
This is indeed a good poem well written