A Dream by ANUJ SHARMA

img-20161009-wa0000Aloof from the world, that surrounds me

I dream of land,that hounds me

A place out of reach

That has many beach

Where sunless rivers weep

Their waves into the deep

A benign land

Where all the farms are bald

Sun is shining

But water is still rising

No plant,No animal,No trees

A land with very hot breeze

Middle of that land

I heard crying of many from sand

Shouts to save life’s

But I doubt I still have time

Birds chirps, Water trickle

I wake up from the land of trouble

Dream is a portent

Is to save land is very important?

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