What If I Would Stop
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Anil Kumar Panda
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What if I would stop walking?
Through the misty haze of the morning,
Through muddy paths in the rain,
And to the azure sky stop looking;
Will I ever survive being alone?
In a cozy corner of a room writing verses;
Drinking and smoking and singing,
No one there to laugh with and moan;
What if I would die inside a room?
With papers fluttering under a whirring fan;
Windows open as no one is there to shut them;
And air is filled with sadness and gloom.
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