Clowns Enjoy Their Own Grave Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Clowns Enjoy Their Own Grave



Power always selfish
Never admits individuality of others
If it does the adverse
Quiet sure the greatest danger
Awaits to be exposed time after

But individuality rare could suppress
It's different organs and originality
Death ruin random casualty
Inevitable outcome of the happenings

Rather you say it's the obvious gateway
To be extinguished a nation nationality
And in enlarged calligraphy you could write
Power itself left the debris
To be excavated for other civilization!

Pranab k c
08/08/2019

Thursday, August 8, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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