Indira Renganathan

Surroundings-12 - Poem by Indira Renganathan


Sick plants
Flit, flit..acrid odour
Dead sprayed..more disheartened.
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Topic(s) of this poem: social

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 19, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 15, 2015

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