Alloy Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap

Alloy

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It is very strange!

That is never written
In the birth of this age,
In horoscope,
For a little alloy of that
All mishaps happen...
Are happening!

Come...
With all weapons
Soon,
The creation may be devastated!

End of truth is essential
End of alloy is essential,

For the reality
Of this age.


Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra

Thursday, December 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: social
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