Rotten Poem by Shruti Goswami
Rotten
The rotting bed
The rotten wood
Look up to me
Coated with a veil
Of disgust and pain.
Rotten ceiling
Rotten feeling
Scream to flee
Some dreams to see.
Rotten pillars
Rotten posts
White termites
Now act as hosts
Eating out
The rotten brain
The only nature
Of Conservation.
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
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