Poems from avantha
The buildings echo with the chant of our drums
The voice of our people, the cries of our sons
And the buildings are home to us, through...
My heart beats at twice the pace
Than the beat my feet take down the staircase
And the walk to those exit doors seems like a chase
A long...
Blindfolded
I am led to the asphalt
And blindfolded I stand
Hoping these men
Will pave the way
Blindfolded
It is so very clear
My future is...