Fake Poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty

Fake



Darkness cuts through the sheath of glitter;
‘HALLA BOL’ of fake cricket
Was the noise of our empty lives.
We remained caught up with it.
Now the realization turns it awfully bitter!

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