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By the side of a rain-soaked mud pot

he left on a piece of soiled napkin

some food for the crows.

They ate it in haste, pecking at the food

and flew away while he stood there and watched.

Though there is little to expect or hope for

he never learned how not to give away.

 

 

 

Priyanka Shivadas: I have done my MA in English Literature at Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi. I am currently working as an editor at Pearson Education, India. My interests include reading and traveling. I wish to travel the world for as long as I feel young inside and finish writing a brilliant book before I am too old to do it.

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