At Its Ugliest Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India

At Its Ugliest

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At its ugliest;
The state,
The politics,
The time.

Here see,
Everywhere fire
Everywhere war
But we are divided,
We are singing
The songs with
No rhyme no rhythm.

As if nothing has happened,
As if we are busy discussing
On taboo topics.

Thursday, February 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: war
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 28 February 2019

so; lets go stop the war stop showing the power sing the song of unity sing the song of humanity sing the song of living together sing the song- we are brother.............

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Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
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