513 Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

513



You move
In packs
Vampire
Bats

Like wolves
In dark
Frenzied
You bark

Alone
Can't stand
In crowds
You blend

When
Critical mass
Lash out
No class

Mediocre minds
Helplessly blind
Enjoy your dance
Piranhas fine

Country of blind
One eyed would shine
In cackle of crows
Symphony just whines.

Thursday, August 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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