Poet-Land Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Poet-Land

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For the first time travelling thy land
No trees no flowers no birds no rivers
Thirst-ruling arid zone full of sand
Flying hey ghostly torch-bearer shiver.

Found scattered a few bones of a poet
A pen standing sentinelling alone
Words arranging re arranging themselves
Prosody, emotion and wave of thought bemoan.

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