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The Struggling Artist

              ‘The struggling artist’

The note book of the poet lies in
dark bay,                                             

May his words bring in the world the lights ray.

The broken crafts man have a disturbed mind,
May his Articles leave a legacy behind.

The poor musician’s earnings are not that vast,
May his album bring him fortune that will never end till last.

In this dull and boring world full of rush,
May the creative Painter pick-up her brush

On this earth where there is hurry and race,
An ‘Artist’ tries to make this world a better place

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Mates

                   _Mates_
I saw you in the green woods . You were wearing a black hood

I saw something in your eyes
and my heart got  rise

Your smile gave me a warmth
which was like a thick cloth in north

Under the sky full of star we use to meet 
you gave light into my life which was like a dark street
                        _
‌                     by Arambh dabre