The Lady Walks Down The Lane Poem by Nirmal Upadhyaya

The Lady Walks Down The Lane



who not knows
life begins with whispering of bloods

blood cells jingle and mingle jump and play
embrace each other whole night and day

they talk and smile and grow
up the lane and down the lane they like to go

but the lady whispers with wind of hunger and she
deals with darkness and dirty

I know not who is she but the other guy is poverty.

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