Missing People Poem by Arvind Srivastava
Missing People
What was the fault of the night
That it was driven away by the light
I had kept the windows of my heart open
Someone had thrown a rose and gone away
Often in their sleep
They hammer nails
On the wall
Missing people
Create trouble for a long time
The phone rings and those chirps come forward
Those who keep their mobile switched off
I include them too in this list.
©Arvind Srivastava, Bihar,
INDIA
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