Blanket Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap
Blanket
Rating: ★5.0
From the days I matured
When I knew:
What is lie
What is hypocrisy
What is looting
From that
Uprooting... uprooting... uprooting...,
Calling you...,
By virtue of heir
The root you have got,
From that
You have no escape!
Alone
Lifelong
I have to uproot
Blanket's hair!
Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra
Sunday, December 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: social
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5/11/2024 4:48:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow. A best satire on society...