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Hi Binaya, Lovely write on the poets and the imbroglio they live in “The last spring is yet to dry up last drop of tear is yet to drop.” At this point too, the poet has his own existence: “The poet is still busy in taking the selfie of suffering.” Why so? Because, “He is yet to breathe his last. “

A different type of thought reflected.Thanks for sharing.

A poem with philosophical look.Thanks for sharing.