Torn Jeans Pants Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
Torn Jeans Pants
None but he has torn
His clothing,
His faded jeans pants
And says,
It's my style,
My style,
None but he
His jeans pants.
What modernity is it
I do not understand
As when the clothing wears and tears,
The same man discards them
But here they are tearing
With patches and darns
To look the ragged man
In ultra modern style?
Sunday, August 25, 2024
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