Minerva Poem by somolekha sur

Minerva



The kite was flying
A cosmogyral conspiracy
The kite can be anything
The alliances are parasitic,
Not symbiotic
The Minerva
Elocution day… crowd!
She was vocal, irrelevant
The kite was flying, torn but
Freedom is everything
The glory, the Minerva
Long live!

Minerva
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