War and Pieces, by Kushal Poddar
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A thousand bombs away
two empty cabs cross each other
on the rebuilt bridge bathing in
cones of orange light.
It didn't rain, and yet my feet
sinks in shallowness of my shoes.
The place between my ring and little finger
moists the coldness it holds.
I stoop to pick up a coin
slipped through the hole in someone's pocket.
It cry a moon.
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Kushal Poddar authored ‘The Circus Came To My Island' (Spare Change Press, Ohio) , "A Place For Your Ghost Animals" (Ripple Effect Publishing, Colorado Springs) , "Understanding The Neighborhood" (BRP, Australia) , "Scratches Within (Florida, USA) ", "Kleptomaniac's Book of Unoriginal Poems(BRP, Australia) " and "Eternity Restoration Project, New and Selected Works"(Hawakal, India) .
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A good start with a nice poem, Khushal. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.