Puzzling Time Poem by Sudip Das
Puzzling Time
You know, issue hunts you,
Narrative makes your belief.
So many issues here
So many narratives there
To make you a doll-
A wooden doll.
The tide of this time makes you flaccid-
I mean loose-fitting.
Are you a doll? So
Why are you floating with the current of
Puzzling narratives or issues?
Look at the cloud and wait
And wait
Sun is there not the demon of this time.
05/09/2024
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