The Possession Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty
The Possession
Nail long
Always finds
Surface smooth
Flat or curve
To scratch
While fingers
Crazy enough
To hold
A whole hemisphere
To grip
And to grab
As far as summer
Fixed with heat and warm
These easy trend of river
Quiet flows without considering
Any reason of life, death and destiny
Simply grip
Grab
Grind
Surface to minimize existentiality !
Pranab k c
27/04/2022
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