Sharad Rajimwale Biography

Hopes do not grow on trees
Hopes grow on you and me
like blossoms that need
nurturing- - - -
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Let me be a drop of water
sitting on the edge of a green leaf
complete in itself- -
well-rounded, transparent
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The skirt she wore is black
with large pink spots

The pink left its dark country
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The Rose that swayed
in cool breezes
and wantoned with birds
and butterflies
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I cut my finger while sharpening the pencil.
I must sharpen it.
They sharpen their daggers and swords
to spill unknown blood.
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