Kitsch Poem by Alok Agarwal
Kitsch
As the time passes by,
So do I
It's the time to fly
To reach high
To learn to forgive
Should I try?
Naysayers go passing by
Say good bye!
Doing something; doing something
Who's that guy?
Times keep changing
But why?
What the poet wants to say
Worlds got fry!
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