Your face
Such washed
Soft and
Smooth
Once my look
Touched your trimmed face
While sitting in a tea-shop
Busy to demonstrate goodness or divinity
A burocrat bowed his head
To a religious leader of renaissance
Who lead fiery mob of people in resistance
Against banning of chanting lord's name
My look touched and touched you believe
Pranab k c
11/02.2024
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