All Ours, The Words The Languages Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Trouble and strife
Gajanan Mishra

Let me say in your words
Trouble and strife of life
And with that we live.

True to say, my head is not
Eating circle, rather I failed to
Distinguish black and white.

Might be you are my friend,
And I care it, foreign to me though.

Here I break my leg and
I survived for good luck.

I speak to myself in the same
Language, the language of the heart.

The words and languages all ours,
And we belong to the same groups.

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