(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India)

What do you think this poem is about?

In discrimination

In discrimination
There is ignorance
In ignorance
There is discrimination.

Doubt subsists
In imperfection
and in perfection
There is me.

O my dear, for you only
I am rising
And for you only
I am writing.

Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2013


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