Never tried to kill the lumpen
But the lumpen tries to impeach
My sanctity
Every time when talk with myself
Every time follows my diction
To inhale my sun and earth
Along with my breath
Never fucked any anatomy of such insane
But always the fellow fucking our privacy
It's a genuine obesity a man adopt by ill-nature
And never dream of that day coming soon or later
A chalk circle nothing else bearing a question mark
Left on the soil
Never the lumpen be a human
So passionately trying to assassin
The humanity
And ultimately you a big ocean
White and unbound stay alone
No choice of any he she they
Reflects from its depth!
Pranab k c
30/09/2020
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fantastic poetry, fighting with emotions is always a tough ask and how often we do as a poet is a silent question to ask self. I liked this emotionally charged poetry packed in a sweet vagabond.10**********