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A poem based on a woman who doesn't know how it feels like to have the freedom and when she ventures outside, she realises that he was no more her king.
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This is my second story book of poetry after publishing Sitting Under a Torn Umbrella - with a new title and have a new outlook. Now modernization of humanity is found nakedly in every aspect of life. Divine law doesn't follow today. Rather we disobey whimsically, arrogantly, intentionally without pondering over its side effects and destructive result. Effortless effort, coreless relation do raise its ugly head like a poisonous snake. The words like filial piety, cordiality, fraternity, honesty, modesty do not get entry into our so called modern lexicon. Man's faith is being stampeded on foot, hope sinks into dispair, promise is broken, innocuous peace cut into pieces. Hanky-panky, desultory atmosphere forced us to go back to the Days of Ignorance. Hopelessly we do feel pangs of neglect sitting under a torn umbrella.

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