My Son, The Modern-Age Son Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

My Son, The Modern-Age Son



I know it well
He will not let me
Live in the house,
He will surely turn me out
To be stranded
On the footpath
Or will be I
Someday
In the old age homes
Rehabilitated into.

Monday, August 5, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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