The Special Cubic Fish Poem by Sudhanshu Shekhar

The Special Cubic Fish



Long, long ago,
There was a river,
It was silent, pure, and sublime,
Where It lives a fish?
She was special cubic in shape,
All creature of water do not love her,
For her shape was cubic,
So she wears a cloth of boat shape.

Saturday, October 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: art,love
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