Gaurav Madaan


Just A Little Boy!

Just a little boy, just a little thought,
Pressure creeping on my sore throat.
Looking at the world and expecting the chunk of joy
But wonders wonder , that was not a ploy.
The chunk of joy transformed into illusions,
Separating it with individuals distinct visions.
I was a little boy, just a little thought,
Pressure creeping on my sour throat.

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