Sometimes Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR
Sometimes
Sometimes it appears as if none of us alive
Fear and uncertainty and suspicion
And poision-bedaubed knives
Our all times neighbours
Put on hoodwink, chew dry wood
And drenched in little munificint showers
To save sknning the back...
Morning rolls to the evening hours.
Ultimate result of the action
Passing charcoal-stool and fetid urine
Though think projection and revolt not farce
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4/24/2024 5:06:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Good poem i like it and its showing your ability to write