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Summer shines,
after a longer winter,
spring has vanished, suddenly!
A sad soul,
Comes and sits quietly,
Wondering about himself,
And the lake.
It gets hot,
As the day heightens,
And no one here really cares!
Men have spoiled
Along with their women,
Everything, once beauitful.
I 'see' Keats,
And Wordsworth -- both sad,
And the lake heaves a deep sigh.
What have we,
Made this earth of ours,
Changing all good into bad.
It's hotter,
As the day prolongs,
I am left with desolation...
(Written by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed/Emmenay. Posted on Monday, April 25, 2011).