Sunday, 5 January 2025

Don't trace my heart.

           Where is my heart?

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             Mangai Ashokan 

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If anyone here,

Who finds my heart 


I don't know where I lost 

Never issue red alert to chase 


But I hope it will reach me fast 

It may be silent with destitutes lap


Oh! my downtrodden please return it 

If you find this globe as rescue nest 


Someone say it lies on earth's border

Where beautiful flowers hold it's shoulder 


Few search it in the middle of battle field 

There it heals wound of soldiers on bed 


It may be seen with people to hug peace 

Where bombshells missiles and tanks noise.


Tired souls may pick it in rivers and sea plasticful 

Where it cries and tears as rainfall to fill.


Detective eyes may see it with starving children 

Where distribute food with big spoon


It knows you may feel tired to trace 

No worry one day it will come with smiling face 


Leave it and let live with poor huts and thatched sheds dear 

Till  people get square meals and dress to wear.


One plea to you all not trace it again 

One day it will come to you when

 the earth without pain.


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சக்திமான் அசோகன் 

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Mangai Ashokan 

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India 

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05-01-2025

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