Row Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
Row
Father and mother
Brother and sister
Friend and foe
All are in one row.
Differences persists
Round and round
Talks on
No solution
No consensus
It is not known
Who is behind.
Effort relentless
Things not set right
Nothing happened
Birds fleed
No use of might
Nothing happened
Worried continued.
Thanks
Time to time
You cautioned me
And I could not
Follow sorry.
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