Saturday, December 6, 2014

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I am dust on wheel, with greatest zeal
In Potter's hand and the turning wheel,
He's Giving me a shape with feathered cap,
Tired I am; where are my slumbers lap?
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Aftab Alam
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Bhargabi Dei Mahakul 06 December 2014

Wheel and fortune move in cycle. Life trembles in between hope, joy and grief. Wonderfully penned poem shared on. Nicely penned.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 06 December 2014

How long the wheel will be wheeling, circling, killing my dream. My dreams kill me

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