TrainsA Poem by indutravellin by train thro de dry lands of Andhra Pradhesh..by 12pm, I was actually seeing things in double,such was de effect of the screeching sun. Never ever vl i travel in non-sleeper class in summeri feel the train's bowl movement does it make me a worm? As the hot air blows on my face, i look out to see the dry land. im your part,i say as i move my eyes frm one to another.
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Added on November 9, 2010 Last Updated on November 9, 2010 AuthorinduCochin, IndiaAboutI have always felt the urge to write.. but I am uncertain about the texture, technics etc. (if there are any). I have written poems much more than prose though I am not a big fan of poems.. Fact i.. more..Writing
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