Topsy-Turvy Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Topsy-Turvy
The great man was wandering
In the midst of topsy-turvy
To find out a good home for himself in this planet,
Everywhere the black line
Stretched in and endless way,
It was cruelty,
It was enmity,
It was jealousy,
Which were rampant in an irresistible manner,
Being angry and frustrated,
The man screamed,
'Why? '
But the black line mercilessly devoured the question forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/6/2025 2:27:06 AM # 1.0.0
Love the poem! Really enjoy your poetry, Anjandev!