Ashish Kumar Poems

#The South

#Ethnik Mall
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Staring at the sun laying on the floor, I was not thinking anything as if i'm out of my brain. Trying to step ahead a foot was hard to me but I could and could see a hundred or more walking on the street road. My voice tried every ear to reach but could not, even I beg them to talk and tell me who the hell I am?

Wait! I am not alone. I can see a man doing the same, even a bit better than me. That face with wrinkles and dark eyes suddenly looked at me and started running to me.
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