Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Friend / Enemy - Who Is Near


You are going,
You are coming
As and when required and
You wish, my dear friend.

You are mine, my so called enemy
And you are only mine who is
Always in accumulation
Here, there, everywhere
And enable me to stay in caution.

O my accumulator, I am thankful to you,
Not to my friends who are not taking
My so much care as you do, my dear,
You are my soap, surf and shampoo,
Please stay always here, leave me never.

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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