Abhijit Banerjee Biography
count me not among friends..m forgettable.. m self-destructive..hence unlovable.... dig no history..a few scars still visible.. feed me words..the thirst insatiable.. i laugh, wen they say, m a riddle; unsolvable.. pour me a drink comrade..lemme forget memories unreachable.. ma glass never empty..m incorrigible..
The poetess and her crippled husband
named Wit, mocked at workers
for they wore helmets, hands stiff,
no fancy words to their mouth did fit.
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Plowman of his own field of
Gray; recondite words his
Sword for the prey. His lustful
pen makes a certain Venus stray.
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