World Poem by VINAYAK ADKOLI

World



I sipped cup of coffee
Sitting at Hotel Sunset.
Reading the newspaper like shuffler.
Yes, World is complicated.
Loudly shricking.
Sometime like skylark.
Sometime like owl.
Periled by ghost factors.
And perennial events.
My days are bright.
With these pricking
Arguments.
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