By
Aditi Rawat in
Poetry |
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Those dirty, narrow streets of slum ,
Surrounded by skycrapers .
Where a world lives in dark.
We were in search of gleam .
Met a gray hair woman
Sitting at doorsteps of her house ,
Torn palms and feet ,
Just in her late 20s .
Wrinkles of poverty evident on face,
Her eyes were red, pale Read More...
Published on Mar 31,2020 11:20 AM
By
Aditi Rawat in
Poetry |
Reads: 1,813 |
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2 years ago, she rode the bus.
It took the road to Delhi,and her graduation commenced.
Admission to prestigious The University of Delhi ,joys knew no bounds.
Everything looks perfect ,but truth was different.
Parents were glad,untill neighbours made them realize ,
The colleen is Read More...
Published on Mar 23,2020 11:01 PM
