Wind of change

Round and round
The earth goes;
The wind blows
The electorates…

Whose thumbnails
The ink stains;
The wind blows
Dusty periods.

Do not preach
Changing wings;
Enough of these
Chains and lakes…

Feel the whirl
Dry hot winds;
Our skin cries
Dehydrated we feel.

Do not preach
Future please;
A day after
Clogging our eyes.

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7 Comments

  1. You nailed it!!!! “Feel the whirl
Dry hot winds;
Our skin cries
Dehyrated we feel.
    Do not preach
Future please;
A day after
Clogging our eyes.”

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  2. very nice piece of poetry

    Liked by 1 person

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