Democracy Poem by Kenebo Rajkumar

Democracy



Been trying to burn out the ice of the Himalaya,
Like the dream walker people of the nation,
Following to the articles of the newspaper of the scholars,
Looking ourselves as blood on the mirror,
Always waiting for a dawn among the vampires,
No twilight until the grave.

Friday, December 23, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror,vampires
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