O What Is There My Dear - Poem by Gajanan Mishra
O what is there my dear
Is it a face and if yes
Who is the owner of this face
This is face-fight, you see.
O natural face artificial face
Face and face and face
you see no face no face
Face I am searching in the race.
That is revolving
Again and again in poetic order
And the sky commanded
With evening tone.
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