Too Much Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Too Much



The sun rose,
The blanket of fog dispersed,
It was bright sunshine everywhere,
The empty men ran to embrace this beautiful world with great elan,
But soon they stumbled and fell on the ground,
Other people laughed at them,
The dazzling world was too much for the vacant men.

Sunday, January 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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