Nasty Truth Poem by Pritam Bhowmick
Nasty Truth
Well, well!
Didn't he just fumble and stumble?
To mumble love words …
Into her ears,
Stammering didn't spare him,
Neither did the eye
Which missed the gynaecium
Perhaps by free will,
If blindness is a choice,
So should uttering the word thrice be,
For the world ….
May not choose to be blind!
Thursday, August 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: women empowerment
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