Miracle Man Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Miracle Man
I am the reflection
Of what I am not
A clear glass can't read me
I live in a void of reasons
My each cell is a volcano
They hold the lava of my being
I live and die when I wish
Always new always old
I am not a river
My walk is not steady
Time is not with me always
It befriends the seasons to kill me
I am the rough sound
In the voice of a leaf
When struggling with storms
I get crushed and fall silent
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