Going Towards North
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Nothing is visible from here
The mighty Himalayas
Or the source of Ganga
We are sitting like monkeys
Looking for pea- nuts to quell
Our hunger
Nothing is visible from here
Light comes from North
Humming streams flow there
Dancing across undulating land
The landscape is marvelous
We are just like trees
Standing as ghosts in the same place
Watching the lightning and thunder
Getting flooded with rain
We sleep hugging the night wind
It gives us a feeling
We are born watching the North Star
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