What I Think Poem by TADASHA TRIPATHY

What I Think



Once I thought
Of a dark paper
With a pen, white inked
Which seems uncomfortable
As like our dark society
Being cleaned by
Small small broomstick.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: visionary
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TADASHA TRIPATHY

TADASHA TRIPATHY

Sonepur, ODISHA< INDIA
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