Closed Doors Poem by HIMAvinandan D'Costa-Roy I
Closed Doors
How many doors does one close
If medicine is uncounted
What is the correct dose
What makes the man last
Why does the head blast
Mark synonymously
Judiciary
Imaginations spred
Wildfire is correctly read
In countlessness
Lies, variability
Sickness flies, immediately
Roads might suddenly collapse
Mind, time. What doesn't relapse?
Ask my questions.
Monday, September 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy
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Drunken Driving is injurious to health
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