Language Poem by Prativa Dey

Float in the language **** Floating in the language Wandering in the ocean of any mind, Floating in the language Let us sink into the ocean, Wandering in rhythm Not only does evil come up in writing, Never in the world of floaty nature Ever around yourself Never again in the far sky, Sometimes the argument, sometimes the release, I see you around How cruel, unjust, Ever, the world of thugs, Ever think of something like this Don't know Must protest A storm What can i handle The opponent is strong,
Language always
Inside give us
To think alone.