King Of The Ant Hill. Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty

King Of The Ant Hill.



Too small
is the earth
of no worth.
At the pick
of ant hill
I'm the king
too big
you ought to know
my worth.
O'little creatures
come and celebrate
Me but, you not
Your existence
of mundane sorrow
and happiness
just do forget.

Sunday, February 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: ego ,exploitation
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