Unreachable
Gajanan Mishra
You,
Unreachable.
With you
Rice,
Water,
Clothes,
Roof,
Roads,
And everything
Unreachable.
And here I am,
See me,
How happy I am.
Let me clear
I am not going
To them.
I am not hungry,
I am not thirsty,
I am as it is
Eternity.
Tapoban, Titilagarh, Balangir
05.02.2022
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