Each mirage
Ends up in wild chase
Increasing thirst
In that phase.
Defying the sayings of old sage
We run towards it in total daze
Stumbling on our way
To encounter truth
With pounding heart
In total dismay.
By Binita Jha
Ends up in wild chase
Increasing thirst
In that phase.
Defying the sayings of old sage
We run towards it in total daze
Stumbling on our way
To encounter truth
With pounding heart
In total dismay.
By Binita Jha
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