The Poets Are Coming, Let Me Escape, My God, I Mean The Mad House People Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Poets Are Coming, Let Me Escape, My God, I Mean The Mad House People



Poets are coming
And on finding them approaching,
Let me run away
Taking my father's name
As they will not let me go
Without making me hear their poems.

In the hopes and aspirations of their own,
They are coming
With the dreams of Spenser, Milton, Shakespeare and Wordswrth.

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