The Rakhi
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Bijay Kant Dubey
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The rakhi has come by post
In an envelope
Which my sister has sent to me
And with it I can feel
She is tying on my wrist
Sweetened with her presence.
This life is ever changing
As situations change, so do circumstances,
Remain it not the same
As we see it, feel it
Gliding with time running out
Always in a new situation, a new position.
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