The stinking rubbish on roadside,
From it, empty bottles, half-burnt cigarette butt,
Polythene bags with half eaten naan,
Bones and crushed aluminum foils of
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Congratulations, my dear poet friend for a stunning portrayal of life of a hapless and wretched girl on typical day in this New Year, searching in the heap of garbage for something to eat, drink or to preserve. The irony acts like an eye-opener. Thanks. I quote:
Witnessing dogs and crows fight
For a piece of bone.
Alongside a poor, meek girl
In knickers and a top surveys keenly.
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Congratulations, my dear poet friend for a stunning portrayal of life of a hapless and wretched girl on typical day in this New Year, searching in the heap of garbage for something to eat, drink or to preserve. The irony acts like an eye-opener. Thanks. I quote: Witnessing dogs and crows fight For a piece of bone. Alongside a poor, meek girl In knickers and a top surveys keenly.