Agita Poem by Mrudula Rani

Agita



Whether I'll reap the raffle
Isn't an issue to grapple
my senses every time I circle
numbers that seem possible
certs, if not now morrow's gamble
a scope! Whether can I tackle
the spell you cast~ felicitous,
beyond ubiquitous battle.

Monday, September 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: human nature
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