Avinash Nair

Veteran Poet - 1,646 Points (19/10/1988)

The Solution

Late that night I saw this man,
Covered in what I would like to call,
An unwelcoming shroud.
Huddled under the stairway,
Near the absent-minded neon sign,
He imbibed this world
With a pinch of his solution.
His beady eyes trying to interpret,
Each person tha gushed out

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