Humble
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The morning breaks at my doorstep
I wake up with a mild headache
The glow dazzles my eyes
As soft light comes in through a crack
A crack in the window that let
In whisper of morning wind too
That tickles my brain with its touch
As if I play with a few drops of dew
A few drops of dew spread over
Carpet of grass in the garden
Fragrance of moist earth takes away
The headache and I feel sober and plain
@ Tiku
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