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MUMBAI LOCAL TRAINS


Like those Mumbai locals, Where you find Souls clutching poles, Lives hanging By their hands, My thoughts Squeezing in, Clutter my mind, Clingy yet pushing Verses out, Neither silent, Nor loud.
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Amita SANGHAVI

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Amita SANGHAVI
Thank you!
Ruprekha
They everyday story. Good one.
dishas
it is said that 'the shortest explanation is the correct one'... Amita Sanghavi's poems ...short and sweet... so aptly described the local trains ...her words bring out the actual pictorial description of the forever cluttered local trains..the comparison between the locals and the thoughts running in mind is so very well put.. a bow down to you for coming up with such a briliant concept and penning it down so beautifully..

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