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...