Frosted Poem by Tribhuvan Mendiratta

Frosted

Rating: 5.0


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.

Frosted
Saturday, May 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: world
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 18 May 2019

A refined poetic imagination, Tribhuvan Mendiratta. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

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