I can hear
a cry, so loud
perhaps of a child
in close proximity.
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The address he says still puzzles me as he cries louder he says a lip luxuriant and arrogant at the door mentioned shakes her head at him ridiculously the door opens not. A poem that forces a reader to re-read and rethink. Thanks poet for the poem. 10++
Thanks dear prativa for you read and tried to reach the soul of the poem.I loved your nice comment. Binaya
I dedicate this poem to SUBHAS CHANDRA CHAKRA who could hear my cry within.
At times we need to hopeful, which we fail to be so. Still trying hard with persistence pays. Wishing this door to open at some corner of the streets we have been roaming about on this map less life. 10+++ for the poem, Sir.