Treasure Island

Aftab Alam

(15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)

lips of flower

lips of flower: -laugh of fragrance,
Thorn-pricky: -curse of ignorance,
'O' Men and Women!
'O' My Brethren!
Hearken Me!
Why ye can't see and grasp?
Ah! What a natures boon,
Why, I am burning at this noon?

I am frustrated,
I am astonished,
I prithee- -
Ask to self, ask, ask

Submitted: Wednesday, July 30, 2014

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