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Sunday, September 21, 2008
THE ACCIDENT-By Usha Rao
When I had just pushed
into my mouth a piece of cake,
I heard a very very,heart breaking
Noise of a sudden break
Some one had come under the car
I was afraid of going behind the bar.
People gathered around
Immediately,very,very fast;
They all started shouting,screaming
And made a great sound.
I slowly opened the door
Of my beautiful car
Then I saw my driver
Standing away very far!
Police came,Crowd dispersed
Shifting her body,the old lady stirred
But she unable to bear the pain
Now having come to her sense loudly cried...
It was a ghastly sound.
I lend for help,my healthy hand
But the police started making queries.
Luckily his voice melted up
In the noise of a wedding music band!
I then quickly pushed into the hands of the police
A brand new note of rupees five hundred.
He hurriedly passed it in his pocket,
And became a good friend.
The dead body of the old lady
Now lay by my side
Police was with the driver
Asked me to take the car aside
There were on the roads many lamps
But to me all was dark.
Police asked the driver now
To stop the car near the park
He silently took the old lady
Out of my ambassador car
Showed a big salute to me
Asked me to go very far!
This accident of many,many years,
Yet like clouds,the events
Gather in front of my eyes,
But I cannot see anything
Because of my tears.
What do you'll think of this poem?

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We’re building cities of Life
And setting them ablaze
With our word-balled comets

Sunday, September 21, 2008

THE ACCIDENT-By Usha Rao
When I had just pushed
into my mouth a piece of cake,
I heard a very very,heart breaking
Noise of a sudden break
Some one had come under the car
I was afraid of going behind the bar.
People gathered around
Immediately,very,very fast;
They all started shouting,screaming
And made a great sound.
I slowly opened the door
Of my beautiful car
Then I saw my driver
Standing away very far!
Police came,Crowd dispersed
Shifting her body,the old lady stirred
But she unable to bear the pain
Now having come to her sense loudly cried...
It was a ghastly sound.
I lend for help,my healthy hand
But the police started making queries.
Luckily his voice melted up
In the noise of a wedding music band!
I then quickly pushed into the hands of the police
A brand new note of rupees five hundred.
He hurriedly passed it in his pocket,
And became a good friend.
The dead body of the old lady
Now lay by my side
Police was with the driver
Asked me to take the car aside
There were on the roads many lamps
But to me all was dark.
Police asked the driver now
To stop the car near the park
He silently took the old lady
Out of my ambassador car
Showed a big salute to me
Asked me to go very far!
This accident of many,many years,
Yet like clouds,the events
Gather in front of my eyes,
But I cannot see anything
Because of my tears.
What do you'll think of this poem?

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