and Me 
Me 
Me 
Me 
and Me Now…॥ a poem of my cute daughter …..
Yes in this life
Meeting with you
in life
is like meeting hands
with the sky
Departure with you
means broken relations
with the
mother earth
May I libérate the
sky to make
full mockery
or shirk my hands
to toil in the soil
May I spread seeds on
dream land of mine
which is smeared
with fine algae
and wait for a long
May I throw life
that I lived
like squeezed lime
or preserve it like
Precious stone
May I tell speechless tale
to the time that come
How many decisions
can I take
in this life
only
---विपिन chaudhary
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