Treasure Island

V P Mahur

(Apr 16,1964 / Siyana (UP) , Bulandshahr, India)

Let the Clay Shape


In your heart
Can make a big difference
For those
Who need you
Who with hopeful eyes
And silent cries
Want to tell you
They are too
A part of creator
They are blessed
With some abilities
But somehow
Facing inhumanities
Perhaps
A social crime
That they have never
Committed
Yet their lots
Are omitted
Hold them
And just pace them
With you
Let the salt from
Their eyes be washed
Away
And take the form
Of a new shape
Out of this clay

Submitted: Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, February 12, 2014
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Composed on Feb 122,2014

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