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Reflections of a Poet.

The raging river flows swaying from left to right,

Seasonal reflections run on the wet street -

Sadem Hussain, - is dead.

Young hotel maid is repositioning the blossom jar.

While the sound of new rain,...resonates

before it leaves the cloud .

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Comment by malcome on October 6, 2009 at 2:37pm: This reminds me of some of the times as a young child ,that I would stand at the back door,just to watch the rain .