Thursday, April 9, 2015

Supoose You Had A Camera And Had Nothing To Shoot But Garbage




no rivers
no mountains
no streams
swach bharat
a set of stolen
dreams ..making
you feel like kids
with melted
icecreams
the spirit was
willing the fetid
flesh screams
oratory skills
delusional
lost moments
sometimes
seem..highly
extreme
every friday
like a bollywood
film opening
at a theater
a new ban
a new theme
will the messiah
come and redeem
the common man
sulkily as he
daydreams


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