Thirst Of Midas Poem by Putholi Arumugham T

Thirst Of Midas



In land of fantasies
you roam in darkness
looking for
poetic treasures

then
there is a lightning

and you find
the key around the
neck of your thought dog

that could open a
chest full of
golden poems...

Then
you become
a kingly beggar.

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