VANISHED

VANISHED
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Where are gone 
Those golden days
When travellers used to relax
Beneath dense shady trees.

Nightingales cuckooed 
In mango groves 
And peace
Reigned in village

Where are gone 
Those life boosting days
When rivers were source of
Clear, cool water.

We used to breathe 
In fresh air
Whole atmosphere
Was energizing.


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