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On The Brink Of.
(28 October / Lucknow (U.P.) India)

On The Brink Of.

Poem By Mahfooz Ali

A wicked way the wind blows strong,
tighten the craft and strengthen the tie.
Ripping the sheets from the line does the
wind torment?

Stay the course,
though the waves rise high,
through the storm will the dawn arrive?
With the break of dawn will tomorrow come,
the rise of tomorrow will bring a new beginning?

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Good choice of words for the situation... yaa..morning days are here again...la la la 'ada'