Crossed Buttons.(Jacket Or Uniform) . Poem by PRIYANKA BHANDARKAR

Crossed Buttons.(Jacket Or Uniform) .



It pains.when it is not of size.
A good cloth cannot go to waste.
I am doubtful about surroundings.
If it is inside out but all around.
We cannot change places.all.
To shine.be like before.
(Work in progress.Go slow.) .

Thursday, November 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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