I Need
Some other world to sip at,
Replace it
This one is diluting.
How everyone moves around
A row of tombstones; economics
But this Market
Of waste, reinvents me.
I am in suspended animation
So - will wait for years.
Frosted for regeneration.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A refined poetic imagination, Tribhuvan Mendiratta. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.