My Shop Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR
My Shop
In my shop all things available.
They say even the milk of tiger
Such a shop indeed!
I will not deny
Although it is not enough to meet
The needs of almost everyone to have the valuables.
Corpse available?
Ya There.
Everyday I die.
Everyday I come of from the congealed lightning
From The Kalagni
•The Kalagni.- -> Universal conflagration at the end of the world.
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