Nothing is wrong new around
except a few threads
which are found missing
all over the day
so a thought is not woven.
Words those appeared in morn
disappeared soon
leaving no trace on screen
of what they wanted to say.
You are not one tonight
who should pop up head
a greedy cat
who eats all my investments.
© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.
Palas Kumar Ray
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