Puneet Verma Poems

Flying on florist cart, roses are growing in my heart
singing under lovely sky, dancing in this lovely rain
good morning my dear, welcome to life again
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Gone are the days of happiness, with city deficient of charmers
Gone are the days of progress, with falling tears of farmers
No matter he’s lying on hoarder, Leader’s child has got the value
No matter he’s is dying on border, Soldier’s life has lost the value
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