subhashini subra Poems

If humans are so big and strong,
why do our buildings crumble?
If humans are sly and quick,
why do we often stumble?
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As i child i used to sit all day by the window

the long window in my uncles house
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Alone she sits on the beach
watching the waves dance
She hugs her knees to her chest
while slient tears wet the sand below.
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The happiness on my mother's face
As she looked at me for the first time
The joy and pride in my dad's face
As he held me for the first time
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