By
Spandan Nath in
Poetry |
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When I stand in the shower,
Unclothing ...wet scraps of linen,
Naked and alone...
Sometimes, stroking myself
With the reminisce of you, softness!
And water takes over
Sliding through me,
Filling chasms and eroding wholes tearless...
Then, I wonder of unthought of thoughts!
I wonder if you hid Read More...
Published on May 7,2020 11:02 PM
By
Spandan Nath in
Poetry |
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In the world of superstitious Idiots,
An atheist stands alone...
Walking on a path of cement and sand,
Lifeless, grey, infertile!
What is life... he questions,
And scoffs at answers of the divine!
He looks at crows devouring a rat corpse...
Smiles! That’s life - cruelt Read More...
Published on May 7,2020 10:59 PM
