heart aches, it really aches today
it really as i think of this day
the sudden breeze of the silent eve
from the tree there falls a tiny leaf
it remains unnoticed, on the road
it could not bear the heavy load
unnoticed, unbotherd.. it lies on the ground
the buses and tarms pass out like the hounds.
and in those crowd buses and trams
i could see those cruel eyes
the leching eyes of that guy of the slum
I flee , i run to avoid seeing..everything
but the leaf if lays then and there
and as she leaves my hand and rushes to catcht he bus
to be with those cruel and unworthy men
or women, or children even they r blind today
i stood there, with the onstant gaze of the slayer of the slum'
and i forgot about the hound and hiz gaze
and i stood and stared and beside me there laid the leaf.
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