Stagnant Poem by Cyriac Maliakkal
Stagnant
A man at the age of seventy five
had walked with his ego.
He talked about his atomphered
attempts.
He had told about everything
Which had in his cerebellum.
He had questions and doubted
but those was his test.
He grin at a small time but never
smiled.
He had never told a personal story.
He might be a person or not.
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