this time a very different story though
few things that only I know.
an uncertainty that has raised its head.
I have seen people
crumpling
in whatever ways you want comprehend.
Besides
I am a poet
I love centre my poems around
nothing and none
Because I know-
That won't be a poem.
But an Observation.
I have felt the depth of pain
the fight, scare resilience
and surrenders
Have nothing much to say
but I am poet
I have returned
As to weave the webs again!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem