The Future Poem by Jaishree Nair

The Future

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I gaped at the black hole of my future,
And felt a squirt of undigested vomit of the past
The stains refused to be wiped out, marring my identity
draining the hope of a new horizon!

Saturday, September 7, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: future,hope,identity
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